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#i think I'm in too deep I think I've just got to read the entirety of legends now
starplusfourletters · 5 months
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I finally finished the last command
and it was a romp (spoilers)
Chewie spends the whole book on the edge of a nervous breakdown but buddy you very much did that to yourself. Sure, you swear a life debt to a guy who turns out to be One of the People in the Galaxy That Things Just Keep Happening To. Bad luck, bound to happen sometimes. But then you decide that life debt extends to his wife knowing FULL WELL that Even More Things Just Keep Happening to HER, and then they go and have TWINS? That’s on you, bud.
Mara “I still do want revenge on Luke Skywalker yes definitely now hold that thought I need to go risk my life to save Leia and the twins” Jade. Mara you’re embarrassing yourself.
Actual conversation:
Leia: Thanks again for saving my life. Mara: Don’t thank me until after I’ve killed Luke which I still absolutely want to do. Leia: So uhhh why’d you do it? Mara: I’m just opposed to kidnapping. Leia: Were you kidnapped? Mara: I dOn’T wAnT tO tAlK aBoUt iT yes. Leia: ... Mara: YOU THINK THIS IS ABOUT MY TROUBLED PAST?? Leia: … Mara: BECAUSE IT’S NOT Leia: … Mara: Anyway here’s the information only I can provide that will turn the tide of the war. It’s free. Friends and family discount. Leia: Thanks. Mara: I’M STILL GOING TO KILL YOUR BROTHER Leia: That’s nice, dear.
MY KINGDOM FOR GHENT. His dad boss forgets to pick him up from AV Club so he spends two months wandering unrestricted through the capital building and then cracks Enigma because he’s bored
A TWELVE-DAY Character Bonding Hiking Trip??!? Zahn’s really outdone himself this time
WAIT THIS WHOLE TIME MARA DIDN’T KNOW LUKE AND VADER ARE RELATED?? Omigod that’s HILARIOUS. I mean, yeah, I guess it just never came up? And she didn’t watch the OT movies? That’s very funny to me for some reason. I definitely assumed she’d gotten that memo
Oh man it really feels like I should have seen that reveal coming and I absolutely did not. Gawd I love the 90s. Wowowowowowow. Chef’s kiss. I have so many questions about the Bespin janitorial system
“LUUKE” I’m dying
Admiral “It appears to be a trap.” Akbar
We interrupt your regularly scheduled Good vs. Evil Star Wars content to bring you “the two Evil factions getting in each other’s way vs the two Good factions getting in each other’s way until they all realize we’ve hit the end of the book and just start attacking everything indiscriminately”
The Climactic Battle Scene:
Luke: Fighting his clone! Han: Pew pew pew pew! Mara: Psychic defense! Psychic attack! Leia: Dual wielding blaster and lightsaber! Karrde: In the back, petting his doggos and talking on his phone I was legit worried about his safety in this book. But he's not dumb; he knows he doesn't have enough plot armor to take on the Big Bad. He is simply the best there is
Wedge / Aves is the rarepair I didn’t know I needed
RUKH!!
Oh thank God the doggos are okay
So as far as I can tell Thrawn made one mistake that wasn’t just bad luck and it was doing a shit job of getting Mara out of the way. The dude really should have had MORE of his enemies killed
Thesis statement: Aww Themb! <3
Now I just need to watch someone explain this series to Ep9-era Palpatine. Preferably in the style of Worthikids.
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How about some tasty teacher/student sexy times with Divus Crewel (TWST)? Headcanons or writing drabble idc I just need that man FERALLY
Oh ho you're in for a treat, my friend~ We have similar tastes, and I've already got this little drabble in mind that I've toyed around with~
This can be read as either male reader or gender neutral reader as the drabble never specifies the reader.
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Title: Private Lessons
Characters: Divus Crewel x m!reader/gn!reader
Contains: Pet play, collar, leash, oral/throat fucking
Fandom: Twisted Wonderland
Full request below the cut
All characters are 18+
MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI
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Sitting at the desk, Divus sighed as he scribbled away at the papers before him, brow twitching at some of the answers the students.
"Honestly, how idiotic can these whelps be...?"
Running his hand through his hair, he took a deep breath, thinking carefully. He reached into his lap, tugging gently on a leather strap that rested over him. A gentle jingle sounded into the air before it was replaced with a deep hum from the teacher. A tint of red adorned his face, standing out from the blacks and whites of his appearance.
"Mm...~ Let's see now...Last paper. Ah...(y/n)'s paper...Hm..."
Unlike the other papers, he took his time with this one, audibly noting which answers were wrong.
"Number three...number six...the entirety of number seven..." He sighed. "I guess we need to do another personal lesson..."
Without looking, his free hand slid under the desk, pressing the back of your head further along his shaft til his tip touched the back of your throat. All of your "personal lessons" from him had paid of in this aspect at least, allowing you to take him as deep into your throat as possible, though you'd still gag slightly when you weren't expecting it, like now for example. You just wished it helped out acedemically, but secretly, you weren't complaining.
You looked up at him with watery eyes, your hands placed firmly on the ground to keep yourself steady. You were so well trained to know where your hands reside when they weren't tied behind you, and the sight of you so obedient only made Divus throb in your mouth.
"Such a good dog~ I'd give you a reward for work here, but I'm afraid you have too many incorrect answers on your paper. Oh well..." He rubbed the back of your head, fingers running through your hair as he placed his pen down. You felt his energy shift when the now free hand joined the one in your hair, and your feelings were confirmed when a devious smirk grew on his face.
You didn't need him to say anything to know your punishment was imminent. The grip on your head was met with his hips thrusting at the same time, a pleasured breath leaving the teacher as the sound mixed with your struggled gulping.
"Th-There we go~ Hah...~ If there's...one good thing you're good at...i-it's having a d-delicious mouth to fill up~"
If any previous sessions taught you anything, it's that you'd get no reprieve until your lesson was learned.
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bite-sized-devil · 1 year
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The first time Beel is inside you...
He's amazed. How could one, tiny little human like yourself, take all of him? And so well? It's dizzying how tight you are, but nothing compares to the heaven that is you in your entirety.
He was never sure any human could take him, and then you came along. Beel knows he's big... And you completely rocked his world the first time you let him take you. Slowly, inch by inch... He couldn't have asked for it to go any better. You took all of him, and fuck, you looked so good beneath him like that, all scrunched up beneath him in a mating press.
His hunger doesn't seem as ravenous with you like this because now, this is all he can dream of. You were far more satisfying than any meal when he's balls deep inside you. His under now only focused on completely consuming you with rapturous joy.
And when you came apart on his huge cock? Well... Let's just say that made him even hungrier for more of you.
Oh? You want him to fill you up?
He's done for. Gone. Deceased. Obliterated.
You? Want his cum? Inside you?
He had to make sure he heard that right because he would love nothing more than to stuff you full. He's got so many rounds to go, he hopes you're okay with that. He hopes you're okay with leaking his cum for the next week from how much he's about to spill round for round, all night long.
Though, he wouldn't mind eating some of it out of you, too. Do you think he forgot about really tasting you? Hah, think again. That demon will be between your legs quite a few times that night because there's just nothing as delicious as you or your essence mixed with his. His little master is just so mouth-watering, he hopes you won't mind if he just stays there for an hour or three.
And when you two are done, he'll hold you until you fall asleep, and then quietly get up to grab a snack before returning to catch some Z's with you for just a bit longer.
After all, you need your rest. Because he is the Avatar of Gluttony, and he'll be ready for more soon enough.
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👑😈 Anon, holy smokes you need to get out of my brain hey!
I was legitimately daydreaming thinking about how BIG Beel is and how shocked he would be at me MC taking him completely.
Fuck and then the cum eating, seriously again GET OUT OF MY BRAIN.
Are you secretly my smut twin? What is happening. How do you know what I like? Are you a god? What is it? I love you!
I've re-read this like 10x and I'm still hot for it. I need (to fuck) some air. A cold shower. Some spaghetti (unrelated I'm just really fanging for some)
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concerningwolves · 2 months
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do you have any like, folkore book recommendations? it could be of any folklore! although, i mainly know about Greek & Norse. or maybe perhaps, books about witchcraft & demonology?
Anon I am kissing you on the forehead. thank you for this ask
If you like Norse myths, Norse Mythology by Neil Gaiman is a really good starting point – I adore how Gaiman weaves a narrative through the tales so that they feel cohesive. (I think this can be a slightly problematic practise, but imho it's also very effective if you want to just read and enjoy some myths). I read it in one day and then had Many Thoughts for the rest of the week.
Northern Lights: Legends, Sagas and Folk-tales edited by Kevin Crossley-Holland is a collection of Norse and Germanic stories. I've been meaning to reread this one because I don't think I was in the right headspace to really enjoy it the first time, so I can't give much of a review other than I feel it gives a really nice entry-point to anyone who wants to branch out beyond the more popular Norse myths. (Plus, it's up on the Internet Archive)
For a more scholarly deep-dive into Norse myths, I wholeheartedly recommend Gods and Myths of Northern Europe by H. R. Ellis Davidson. It's a deeply fascinating book which looks at the cultural history around Norse myths, then walks through how much we actually know about each Norse god and goddess. (I am still haunted by the fact Davidson says that Heimdall has been described as a "woodpecker god" and then doesn't elaborate)
Moving into Greek myths, I'm a big fan of the Mythos series by Stephen Fry. It's three books, one covering the cosmology of the Greek mythic world; one focusing on the myths around heroes and demigods; and the last telling the story of the Siege of Troy. Like with Gaiman's Norse Mythology, Fry brings a sense of narrative cohesion to the myths, but he's not just telling a story – he talks about the sources and different variations of the myths, which I find so fascinating. I've listened to the audiobooks three times now.
The folklore I'm most into is British Isles folklore. The Fairies in Tradition and Literature by Katharine Briggs is a fast favourite. Despite the title, she also looks at a wide variety of fairy-adjacent folkloric beings. I had so so much fun reading it.
(And on the subject of English folklore, two recent-ish favourites are The Folklore of Sussex by Jacqueline Simpson and the Folklore of Hertfordshire by Doris Jones-Baker; they're part of a collection of regional folklore books which I'm determined to read in its entirety. I really appreciated the way Simpson wrote about witchcraft and the kind of people most often accused of being witches).
I cannot talk about folktale books without recommending English Fairytales and More English Fairytales by Joseph Jacobs. I've only read More English Fairytales, but I've read it... so much. I killed my first copy with love and had to get another one. I picked up English Fairytales in a secondhand shop last week and I'm excited to start reading it. I think both are available online for free, too.
I'll have to go look at my cabin bookshelves tomorrow because I'm sure I'm forgetting some other favourites; I just wanted to answer this now before it got swallowed by my drafts forever
If anyone else has any recs of books on folklore, I would greatly appreciate them :3 (and I'm sure anon will too)
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cynic-view-ahead · 2 months
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I wasn't originally planning on writing any of this, but I've read so many wonderful and deeply personal love letters to FFVIII yesterday and today for its 25th anniversary that it kind of emboldened me to.
So here goes I guess, kind of somewhat personal wall of text about a ps1 game, under the cut. You've been warned!
Okay now I don't know how to start. You could say FFVIII came into my life at exactly the right time for me to absolutely imprint on it.
I remember playing the demo that came with a bunch of other demos from a PSN magazine; I'd watched my older brother play a lot of FFVII beforehand and I was enchanted by the story, graphics and characters, the music... Even though my understanding of english at the time was next to mediocre so I relied on him to explain things a lot. I was like... 8 or 9 then so loads of subjects and plot points went completely over my head but it didn't matter at all to me (It was kind of hilarious when I replayed it when I was older because I was like damn, this story is a LOT more convoluted/complicated than I remember wth??? Lmao)
When VIII finally released and I watched my brother play, I was now 10/11 and sometimes he'd play without me so I missed a lot of stuff (and it's rather funny because I remember looking at Squall and co at first and being like whoa, those adults have got their shit together so much and wow how I ever could have looked at Squall and thought that, is beyond me lmao) but when he was done with it I picked it up and played. And sucked. But it stayed with me through my teenage years, never too far.
I was then a lot more fluent in english and literature in general so it pretty much was my first real big 'story-driven' video game ever. I was so damn invested, and, perhaps most of all, I saw myself in Squall so damn much it was borderline uncanny. I think it's so comforting (or alarming depending on how you want to look at it lol) that that seems to be a common thing for all of us die-hard fans. We just 'get it', don't we?
I've... always been a 'weird' kid. That kid other kids somehow know to stay away from, because something is 'off' with them, before they learn how to mock and bully. And I was aware of my 'otherness' as much as them, for as long as I can remember. I never quite fit in, anywhere, no matter how hard I tried. I didn't have a lot of friends, and the very few I had I always kept at arms' length for self-preservation reasons. If I was never vulnerable, if they knew nothing deeper than surface-level stuff about me, they could never hurt me. And this way I wouldn't get too attached, so when they left it wouldn't hurt. Sound familiar?
Admittedly it's safe to assume that I had a somewhat fucked-up childhood (I mean, I wasn't an orphan forced to become a child soldier but still lol) as these behaviours didn't appear out of nowhere, and Squall's inner monologues and way of seeing things just resonated so much with me, I couldn't believe this guy was the hero that saved the day, despite all his traumas and anxiety... But he was. And he did. And his friends cared for him despite it all. And someone fell in love with him, flaws and all. He realized his way of life wasn't sustainable forever and he just... changed. But he wasn't unlovable. He wasn't irredeemable and broken! I cried so much the first time I finished that game. It felt so fucking unfair, I felt like I'd grown and matured right alongside Squall but as the credits rolled and the tv screen turned black I was met with my reflection; alone, in my room. Where were my friends, where was my Rinoa?
I'm an extremely private person. Sharing deep things about myself is extremely difficult for me and twice now I've come this close to erasing the entirety of this post. I have to fight the voice in my head that says this is irrelevant and useless at best, and dangerous to divulge so much personal info at worst. When I talk about personal things, even to the people closest to me, I start shaking and I feel nauseous and cold all over. Even today, right now as I'm typing this!
But this damn video game made me realize that I would never be happy and at peace if I was never honest and vulnerable. Because when you spend years around someone and know loads of things about them yet they know nothing about you, you're not a friend; you're an acquaintance. To love is to give a person the means to hurt you and trust them not to. You have to take that leap.
I eventually found my friends, and my Rinoa; I'm still having trouble trusting and opening up and relying on others but it got better, and it gets better still, and it's in part because of that. one. video game. Ain't that just crazy? A little bit, probably. Who cares.
I feel this wall of text of a post is all over the place and probably TMI but wow good on you for reading through it all lmao. Am I gonna regret posting this in the morning? Most definitely. But hopefully I have the strenght to leave it up. Hopefully someone somewhere can also relate, like I've related so much to all of your posts on this game! Ultimately I am deeply grateful and amazed by this community, we're the black sheeps, the underdogs, the often ill-understood... But I wouldn't want it any other way.
Happy 25th anniversary, Final Fantasy VIII.
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im-immortal · 4 months
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2023 Writing Wrap-Up
I'm a little late this time around since it's already 2024, but I haven't done a writing wrap-up since 2021 and I thought it would be fun to bring back!
So this year, I was on quite a roll for the first half of the year. And then July rolled around and I started slowing down until it came to a screeching halt. Not sure what happened. Maybe it's my ADHD and constantly shifting hyper-fixations to blame. But I gradually managed to come back around just in time to post something for Christmas, which I'm still working on finishing. However, my hiatus doesn't take away the pride I still have for what I was able to write during the year. And I look forward to writing more in 2024! So here's all I managed to finish/get a good start on and post during 2023.
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A Kiss For A Drink: 6,740 words; one-shot I actually started writing this back in 2020 or 2021, intended to be posted on Valentine's Day. And then I got a point where I couldn't finish it and let it sit for about 2 years. I finally came back with some inspiration and motivation and finished it just in time to post for Valentine's Day 2023! I'm really happy with how it came out. It was a fun idea that turned into a fun fic with a few laughs included, even if it is one of my least-viewed fics lol I had fun writing it too, which is all that really matters!
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Lunacy Fringe: 62,690 words; 8/8 chapters To say this fic suddenly came out of nowhere would be an understatement. I literally got inspired out of the blue while listening to an episode of the Therapy Gecko podcast and the next thing I knew, I was balls deep in a psychological thriller. I actually managed to write it in just over a month or so!! Which is really incredible for me, especially considering I didn't step away from it at all or lose inspiration before it was finished. I'm really proud of how it turned out, and I haven't really told anyone, but I am working on converting it into an original story and possibly self-publishing. It could end up being my very first original novel :) the feedback I got was far more positive than I'd expected, especially considering how I portrayed Beth. I'm overall so so happy with how it turned out!!
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Longer Than A Heartbeat: 157,289 words; 29/29 chapters Now this... this fic is one of my proudest pieces by far. I'll never get over how happy I am with how it turned out, and how I was actually able to finish it. For the last few years, every time I rewatched "28 Days Later," I couldn't stop thinking about how it would make such a good Bethyl fic, and how I wanted to convert it into a Bethyl fic that included Rick and Judith. I finally did it!! Technically, I wrote it in 2022, but I didn't completely finish it and post it until 2023. When I say I write for myself... this fic really proves it, because I go back and read chapters from it all the time just because it's so fun and I love how I wrote it. I was also pleasantly surprised by the reception and how people who hadn't ever watched "28 Days Later" enjoyed it! Not to mention, @boltthrutheheart made some incredible custom manips for me that I can never get over!!
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hot girl summer (playing by the rules); 167k+ words, 16/30 chapters Ah yes, here she is... the companion piece to the first 3 fics of "in for a penny, in for a pound" that I've been planning/contemplating ever since I did that first fic from Beth's POV for the series. I always wanted to show Beth's POV for all the major moments in the series, and then once I got started, I figured why not go all in and just do her POV for the entirety of the series thus far? It gives a little more insight into how she's feeling, why she does the things she does and says the things she says, and we also get to see exactly what she was doing all those times that Daryl couldn't help wondering about her (because I already knew in my head, but I thought it might be fun to share with everyone else). I also thought it would make the set-up for the next fic a little better, so we could try and understand Beth's motivations better and where she's at in her head. Of course, I got pretty into it and then hit a speed bump and then suddenly, lost all ability to write. It'll come back soon, though. I can't wait to finish this fic and move on to the next in the series, and eventually conclude Beth and Daryl's tumultuous journey in this fun little AU.
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Small Miracles; 39k+ words, 6/10 chapters This is the fic that finally pushed me back into being able to write. I had no plans of writing for BHF 2023, and then I suddenly had this strike of inspiration for a very weird idea and decided to go with it and try and finish it in time to post for Christmas. I did manage to finish about 1/3rd of the fic in time, but I'm still writing it and haven't lost motivation yet, so that's a good sign! It's also just really fun and kind of cathartic to do a new exploration of Beth's journey through the eyes of an older Beth who survived Grady, with that fun little supernatural twist added to it. I can't wait to finish this one, because I've had a lot of fun writing it and really look forward to seeing what people think of her entire journey and the way it will conclude.
To everyone who's read my fics, left feedback, kudos, bookmarks, or even helped me bounce ideas off and come up with plans for fics... thank you so much! I appreciate everyone in this little fandom so, so much. Y'all mean the world to me, and I am so grateful that we have this wonderful community in our own little corner of the internet. Happy New Year to you all, and I hope 2024 brings you nothing but blessings!
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macrotiis · 4 months
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I just finished reading the entirety of that Fucking Trans Women zine & it was rly good.
Tho it kinda got me thinking about fetishisation & how I feel so scared of talking about my attraction to trans women. I've been trying to reckon with this for a while, especially bc my girlfriend is trans & I am completely & fully attracted to her, but I'm kinda scared of talking about it bc I rly don't wanna put off other trans women or seem creepy.
It's hard for me to talk about as well bc a lot of what I find attractive in trans women are typically the features people use to dehumanise, hurt & misgender them.
The deep but softly spoken voices, thick eyebrows, strong jaw-lines, broad shoulders & large hands, the awkward ways that some trans women will carry themselves so as to not take up too much space, along with how joyfully they express their femininity & how they style that femininity in such interesting & unique ways. It's these things that cause my heart to flutter a little bit when I see trans women out in the wild, it's beautiful & it's cute & I love it.
The way trans femininity is expressed to me is one of the most important parts to me, bc of my own transness. For me, femininity was something forced on to me, it was stifling & suffocating, I hated being forced into dresses & the expectation that I was weak, soft & clean when all I wanted was to be strong, hard & play in the dirt. To see those feelings turned around, to see femininity as a freeing & joyful release for trans women has been so interesting & alluring to me, I want to know more, I want to understand how something that felt so limiting to me is so freeing to someone else, I want to take part in that joy.
Getting to know trans women helped me a lot to understand myself more too & how I feel about my own gender. I'm a lot more comfortable with my own femininity now than I ever have been before, now I actually want to be called a girl again, but with the acknowledgment of me being a girl in a very gender queer way.
Anyways, that's just some rambling & thoughts after reading that zine. I'm sorry to trans women that expressing adoration for you is so much more complicated than it needs to be bc you all deserve to know that you are adored & you are adored exactly for who you are.
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just-nonsense-bungaku · 6 months
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花人局/Hanamotase/Flower and Badger Game Translyrics!
I've really wanted to write lyrics for hanamotase for a while now, ever since I finished reading Tousaku (I'm sure anyone who's read it can understand why). I honestly think this is the saddest Yorushika song, and that's saying a lot when the entirety of Elma exists. Since I should be doing something else right now, I managed to write these in a couple hours. They're really messy, but I'm actually really proud of them this time. There's a lot of anaphora and epistrophe.
I keep it in my heart, the flower you gave me that day,
I was still in a daze as the dawn bore you away
I woke up in a room with you nowhere in sight
Feeling only your warmth as you left me behind
So last night I got drunk and forgot, and I think something happened, but I wouldn’t know
There’s just a feeling that’s left in my heart that my night hadn’t been quite so lonely
I’m hungover and can’t even think, so I might’ve imagined the feeling of warmth
And even if I don’t know in the end, well, I think that’s alright in its own way
In the sink, I see a toothbrush next to somebody’s cup, and a bottle of lotion
They don’t mean a thing, I don’t know them at all
The pillow smells like flowers from someone I knew
I kept it in my heart, the flower you gave me that day
Still I’m stuck in a daze as the dawn takes you away
I wake up in a room with you nowhere in sight
Feeling only your warmth as you left me behind
So last night I got drunk, and I think there was something important, but I can’t recall
Some kinda badger game sounds about right, but I don’t really care at the moment
My hangover is already gone, so I guess I can think but I’m not really sure
And being honest, I’d rather not know, so I think it’s alright if I don’t
A window with a blooming lavender, a dirt-covered sink, and an unfinished muffler
I don’t know why I don’t know them at all,
And suddenly the scent of the spring fills the room
The flower-badger game can take even storm-clouds away
And I’m left all alone in the fading of the day
Sparing me nothing but the last ray of light
In a daze, just like when you had left me behind
So last night I got drunk, but I think I remember a bit more than I had said before
I can recall that my life will go on, even if I feel lost when you’re gone
Even now, I remember the day when you showed me a flower and told me of its name
And so I kept it there deep in my heart, to remember when you went away
Surely then, tomorrow I’ll meet up with you
With that look upon your face like it’s nothing new
You’ll say that you’re sorry you took such a long time
I’ll laugh as I say “I’ve done that too”
Wanting nothing but those words, I’m waiting for you
As the sunset turns to night, I’m waiting for you
So that I don’t forget, I’ll write songs of flowers and love
All alone in the night, knowing words won’t be enough
And sleeping in a room where you’re far out of sight
Knowing only your warmth as you leave me behind
I’ve been a fool, I know, but I can’t let it go
For the flower you left me as springtime overflowed
I’m living in this town when you’re so far ahead
Knowing only the warmth that you left on our bed
Knowing only a flower and words left unsaid
Wanting nothing but those words, I’m waiting for you…
As the sunset turns to night, I’m waiting for you…
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willel · 1 year
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I feel like the series centered Joyce's character around Hopper way too much in these last two seasons, and I've seen other fans also complaining about it. And honestly, I have to say that I tend to agree. Hopper's got himself a whole Russia prison arc, and while Joyce helped him, she was mostly just there to help Hopper's arc take place. I just feel like her character (and Winona's acting) is being wasted. And it honestly is a shame because Winona/Joyce is truly the reason why the serie got so popular in the first place, in S1-S2 her character focus was really great and I wish they did not change it in favor of Hopper's storyline.
It's a complicated problem. I don't think Hopper himself is the problem. Like, we did need a little more substance to him, especially after the mess of season 3. Yes, I'm someone who disliked the season 3 plot with him, it felt like a huge waste of time. (the entirety of season 3 did)
I think the bigger issue is while Joyce and Hopper's time was quite balanced in season 1 and 2, season 3 just completely tipped the scales in Hopper's direction. We started getting less and less of what Joyce was thinking and doing outside of Hopper's shenanigans.
But Joyce is not the only character who suffers from this. Jonathan arguably had it even worse. As each season progressed, more and more of his character was glazed over in favor of Nancy. This is not a knock against Nancy obviously, but you can see how the writers just... can't balance these relationships for some reason.
I'd argue Will also suffers from this. The boy has a lot going on but for two seasons now, it's being boiled down to his conflict with Mike. It's a great way to show how isolated and distant he's become but at the same time, he's got SO much more going on why does it always boil down to their romantic interests?
Mike has this two fold. I've written posts about it before but I have no idea what the hell the writers are doing with his character. I've read a few analysis on what the Duffers are doing with his writing, but it always boils down to, "This is because of El. This is because of Will." I just don't get it.
I know they aren't perfect, but I honestly feel like so far, Lucas and Max has made it out the most unscathed from the writers subpar balancing of character dynamics. They both have their own bad shit going on that culminated into something epic and beautiful. Arguably Lucas still gets a little lost in Max's story line, but I mean... I get WHY. Lucas wasn't about to be mangled beyond recognition with his soul sucked out so I get it.
All that said, I have .01% confidence the writers will fix this for season 5. It could happen. But I'm not getting my hopes up. This issue in the writing runs very deep and affects multiple characters and dynamics. I've been craving Byers platonic content for years, whether it's Joyce focused, Jonathan focused, Will focused, or El focused and my hopes have been dashed time and time again.
I got crumbs in season 4 and that's all I've had to tide me over for a long time. I'm just... so ready for everyone to look at the Byers and be like "Oh shit you guys are f*cked up huh? Lemmie help you." and give them some much needed attention.
I also understand I am completely and utterly biased so nothing I've said is an objective fact. I mean, other than how lopsided the writing has been, that is pretty objective.
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seeker-of-truth · 7 months
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ahhh this is so exciting, I've never done these before and now I have multiple tags? Dying, so thank you so much for the tags!!!! I'm including links to there posts too so you can read their stuff too :)
I'm going to cheat a little bit by extending this to the entirety of Hard To Kill but 99% is going to be from I, Pre Defined.
@ghostoffuturespast gave me blossom, scent, rust, dream, & rain. - their post here
blossom (using bloom (they're basically the same right?))
“So, 3 months. That work for you Johnny?” Johnny looked at the desperation in her face for a second and let out a strained laugh, “Stubborn ass merc. Yeah, if that’s what gets you back to your body, sounds preem.” V could tell that Johnny didn’t believe that he could be brought back, but she didn’t care. She’d just have to prove him wrong again. Letting out a shaky breath she looks up at Alt, “Alright, let’s go then.” V stands, anxiety blooming across her chest, she pushes down the choking sensation that threatens to overwhelm her. Johnny’s cybernetic arm sitting at the small of her back, thumb rubbing circles, guiding her to the well. Once there V sits at the edge, she places a hand on her chest, taking a few deep breaths, trying to maintain some level of composure. Johnny sits at the corner of the well, foot planted on the ledge, arm draped over his knee. “S’alright princess, it’ll be okay, you got this.” The affection in his voice alone threatens to break V completely. I, Pre Defined Chapter 1 - Fear of Dying
scent
Verena smiles and follows Sara into the house. Passing through the doorway she is hit by the smell of stale beer and mildew. It’s strange but the scent is always a comfort to her. Probably from the association from playing shows or nostalgia from sneaking into shitty little bars and clubs when she was in high school. Reaching the second floor they find a corner to settle in and start working on their beers. The night goes on and 1 beer becomes 2 and 2 becomes 3 becomes 4. They play dumb drinking games with everyone well into the night. Their laughter coloring the air peach, glints in their eyes. As night shifted into morning, they found themselves pulling away from everyone else. Sitting in the attic, a comfortable silence falls around them as the sunlight begins transforming the night sky to a gentle deep blue with orange steaks just beginning to enter. La Belle Femme
rust
no rust 'round these parts :(
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The first week at the Pistis Sophia passes by slowly. Instead of working on a plan, V spends her days laying on the mattress watching the fan spin lazily. Getting up only to take her meds and smoke. The beauties ran out quickly and she was left tossing and turning every night after, her thoughts keeping her awake just as much as her physical discomfort. The nagging feeling that she left Johnny to rot in a digital purgatory gnawing at her chest during every waking minute. When she did get sleep her dreams were a tangled mess of what was left of Johnny’s memories and her own. Sometimes she would see him reaching down for her from an escaping helicopter. Other times her broken body would be tied to a chair in the slums of Rio, Johnny standing over her, barrel of his gun at her forehead, blank expression on his face. But worst of all, sometimes she would be trapped in an endless void, screaming into it, never getting a response. She would always wake up out of breath with her heart in her throat. The only thing that could calm her was going up to the rooftop to smoke and gaze at the lights emanating from the city. I, Pre Defined Chapter 3 - Money on Dust
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V quietly curses to herself before slowly getting back to her feet. Autopilot takes over and she walks into the armory grabbing a duffle bag from the floor and packing it with extra ammo. Walking up to the loft she grabs enough of her stuff to last a couple days. Feeling numb she descends into the elevator and rides through the city not thinking about where she’ll end up, letting the downpour soak her to the bone. After driving for a while, she finds herself parked in front of Kerry’s villa, she lets out a snort as she pulls up the driveway. Of course she ends up here again. Dismounting her bike and walking up to the door she realizes she has tears streaming down her face along with the rain and is attempting to wipe them off when a disgruntled Kerry answers the door. “Fucking hell. So what? You just show up here, lookin’ like a wet dog when you’re feeling like shit? Come in,” Kerry says, waving her in. I, Pre Defined Chapter 5 - En Soledad (not yet released)
@peaches-n-screem gave me ride, miss, cold, bright, & calm - their post here
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V spends the next couple days flighting around the penthouse, keeping herself occupied with busy work. Disassembling and cleaning her guns – twice, moving her shit out of boxes, ordering new pants. Doing everything she can to avoid the constant itch for a chemical release and to keep crushing dread from overwhelming her. While organizing the armory for the third time that day V’s hand brushes against the shotgun she had been avoiding just as much as her holo. She knew she should call Judy, but she just - wasn’t ready. What was she supposed to say, ‘Hey Jude, you know that crazy shit your output just pulled to maybe save her life? Yeah, didn’t work. She’s also grieving a man who died 50 years ago and was killing her. Oh and all that grief – pointless, she can get him back.’ The thought alone was exhausting to say the least, but she was tired of being alone. V wanted to be around someone, someone who had known Johnny, who she could talk about him with. Rouge was out of the question; she would just ride her ass about not calling Mr. Blue Eyes. But Kerry, Kerry’s the perfect option. Knew Johnny better than most, knows what it’s like to lose him. I, Pre Defined Chapter 4 - Continental Shelf
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Walking down into the kitchen she turns on the coffee maker, making a cup of coffee for both her and Judy. By the time she’s pouring synthmilk in both mugs Judy is walking down the stairs, sleep still present on her face. She yawns before planting a kiss on V’s cheek, “G’morning baby, you’re up early.” “mornin’ – yeah, stress I guess,” V says handing Judy a cup of coffee while taking a sip out of her own, “usually I’m not too worried before meeting a client. But this all reeks.” “Worse than meeting with Evie?” V grimaces, “leagues worse.” Judy weighs V’s words, taking a cautious sip of the hot coffee, “Well in that case you best head out.” “Yeah, your right, I’ll see you later okay?” V says, giving Judy a kiss before grabbing her edgerunner and heading to the door. “Missin’ you already,” Judy says with a smile as V leaves. I, Pre Defined Chapter 4 - Continental Shelf
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Rogue crouches down to get a better look at the merc, “Shit V, you’re in awful shape. What happened?” concern clear in her voice. V stammered, desperately trying to sting together a coherent thought now that the immediate need to get to safety was no longer keeping her alert. “I…I had to leave Johnny behind, Rogue. And for what? ‘m still dyin’ anyway…” the truth spilling out of her mouth. “What are you talking about V? c’mon look at me,” Rogues voice now coming through a haze, V struggled to focus on her, but the cold rushing through her was becoming overwhelming. “Fuck you’re going into shock. C’mon V, stay with me here,” Rogue says grabbing V’s face in both her hands. “I’m gonna jetwash you, OK kid?” “mhhmm,” V’s head now leaning against the wall of the bomber, eyes half lidded. Rogue beings removing V’s edgerunner so that she’s left in her tank top. Picking up V’s arm and placing the AirHypo to her side, Rogue taps the button, injecting the medication. Instantly a feeling of warmth washed over V, the world in front of her resharpening to something recognizable. Looking at Rogue she’s greeted with worry written on the fixer’s face. “You good now?” “Uh, yeah, thanks. You got a smoke?” V says palming at her pants pockets. Handing V a small cigarette case with a chuckle, “That bastard give you any good habits?” She passes the case back, raising her eyebrows up at Rogue. V lights the cigarette, taking a long drag, enjoying the feeling of nicotine entering her body. I, Pre Defined Chapter 2 - Afterglow
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When she had called him ‘the guy who saved my life,’ she had meant it much more metaphorically than he had taken it. She remembers him responding, ‘you have no idea how badly I want that to be true,’ not realizing that it was already true. Working under Arasaka’s thumb for all those years had taken its toll, she still fought ruthlessly, that was engrained in her like any ‘Saka operative, past, or current. But she was an echo of the bright-eyed kid who wanted to do good by her people and would fight anyone who got in her way. Johnny brought that back out of her, brought out the ability to feel true joy again, to fall in love, to live. Jackie had planted the seeds of that flower, but it was Johnny who nurtured it. He did it not by teaching, or even the data overwrite, but by creating the room for her to do it herself. I, Pre Defined Chapter 3 - Money on Dust
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The first week at the Pistis Sophia passes by slowly. Instead of working on a plan, V spends her days laying on the mattress watching the fan spin lazily. Getting up only to take her meds and smoke. The beauties ran out quickly and she was left tossing and turning every night after, her thoughts keeping her awake just as much as her physical discomfort. The nagging feeling that she left Johnny to rot in a digital purgatory gnawing at her chest during every waking minute. When she did get sleep her dreams were a tangled mess of what was left of Johnny’s memories and her own. Sometimes she would see him reaching down for her from an escaping helicopter. Other times her broken body would be tied to a chair in the slums of Rio, Johnny standing over her, barrel of his gun at her forehead, blank expression on his face. But worst of all, sometimes she would be trapped in an endless void, screaming into it, never getting a response. She would always wake up out of breath with her heart in her throat. The only thing that could calm her was going up to the rooftop to smoke and gaze at the lights emanating from the city. I, Pre Defined Chapter 3 - Money on Dust
And that's it, thanks for reading!
Tagging in no particular order and with no pressure: @elvenbeard @fly-amanitaa @wanderingaldecaldo @luvwich and tagging back both @ghostoffuturespast & @peaches-n-screem :)
Your words, should you choose to accept, are: whisper, light, tendril, slam, & haze.
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lilac-5ky · 1 year
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I was reading your "Takasugi is just like a butterfly" theory (excellent meta btw!) and now I am curious: do you like his actual manga!yukata design? as in which version do you like better? ofc Takasugi looks hot good in both lol--is just that I have never seen his actual manga design anywhere in fics or in fanarts (never even seen his manga panels colored T_T) but yeah the manga!yukata design is way more... complicated(?) so I can see why the anime decided to change it. what can I say, this man is a fashion icon 😭
omg I'm terribly sorry for getting to this so late! I've neglected my inbox a bit while working on my fanfic ideas, so this got buried in there T-T
Honestly, I love both equally and I can't speak in favor of the manga yukata since, like you stated, we haven't seen a colored version of it, BUT if we did, then perhaps that one would outshine his anime butterfly one. The design of his manga yukata is so intricate and the meaning behind it is well thought of! I've read this theory on aminoapp about its design and you can find it here if you'd like to read into it, but I'll quote some of the things mentioned regardless.
Manga!Shinsuke's yukata analysis!
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Looking at Shinsuke's most iconic yukata, we can see the theme of nature in the form of sakura flowers, mountains, clouds, and trees.
Sakura blossoms are known for being ephemeral, an attribute shared with butterflies. Sorachi might have made his yukata have a simpler butterfly pattern for the anime so that it's easier to draw and anime, but the concept remains the same. Ephemeral beauty. Something that doesn't last long, unlike the impression it leaves behind. Therefore, sakura blossoms and butterflies are both perfect symbolisms for a man whose life, albeit strong, held an unparalleled beauty in its entirety.
On the other hand, mountains could be seen as the exact opposite of sakura blossoms and butterflies. Mountains are unmoving and unyielding. They remain even after all nature around them dies. This could indicate Shinsuke's unyielding focus to his goal, the memories and the comrades he never forsook, and his ideals. No matter what, mountains can be viewed as a symbol of strength, and Shinsuke surely is a very strong individual.
As for the clouds, in a way, they too symbolize impermanence and are also linked to the divine due to proximity, but personally, when I view the clouds in relation to Shinsuke, I think of his famous poem-like saying in the Rakuyo arc. Clouds bring rain, and we all know how Shinsuke's sick of seeing the rain. The rain to him is both something he can't escape and haunts him, as well as something he's initiated himself. The clouds are an omen of his struggles and the pain he's brought upon himself; the very pain he is tired of feeling.
To sum up, the pattern of his kimono shows his life's flow, his ambitions, and his struggles. It's a very intimate exposure of his inner world, and for a man who doesn't let others in, he sure likes to put all that he is on display.
Since we got into this, I want to include another similar yukata of his, and the meaning behind it.
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They look very much alike I know, BUT this one has two notable elements: Peony flowers and Shochikubai.
Starting with the latter, Shochikubai is an expression for Sho, chiku, and bai, the japanese words for pine tree, bamboo, and plum (picture below for reference on what the basic design is supposed to look like). Shochikubai traditionally refers to the 3 friends of winter and it's associated with good fortune. To quote this article right here, Shochikubai is an allegory for weathering hard times through various attributes of each element. A pine tree is tenacious and rooted deep enough to hold. Bamboo can bend in the breeze without breaking, while plum trees are the first to blossom in winter like a promise of hope.
It's hard to properly discern them in this image, but the leaves definitely belong to the pine trees and the little flowers are a mix of sakura blossoms and plum blossoms. Anyway, tenacity is a trait that defines Shinsuke, and the hope that is carried through winter is similar to the hope for a miracle that carries him through his rebellion.
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Lastly, the bigger flowers are peonies, a symbol of love and nobility that is mostly preferred by women. A lot of people say that Shinsuke went down this path because of revenge and hatred, but really, his love for Shinsuke and all that he held dear from his days back at Shoka Sonjuku drove him. Nobility is something that Shinsuke himself has forsaken and claims to have never had, but many times he's shown kindness towards others and done the righteous thing. They are both elements of his personality, albeit well hidden.
To conclude this unnecessarily LONG answer, the kimonos he wears in the manga have such deep symbolism that one cannot ignore. They are a small peek into who he is as a person and all he represents, and because of that, I'll have to give them an extra point over his iconic butterfly yukata. One thing's for sure, Shinsuke surely knows how to dress to impress and he might as well be the most fashionable character in the entirety of the show. Hopefully this wasn't a snoozefest for you, I just thought it'd be interesting to explain why I favor his manga yukata more and provide proper reasoning.
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Read me review Hazbin Hotel after watching only ONE EPISODE...
I have a lot of criticisms...
Now this is my first time watching Hazbin hotel after seeing it mainly on my Pinterest/Tumblr feed, I've gotten mixed reviews and thought I should watch the Pilot and first episode to see if it's as bad as everyone makes it to be...and were they right yes indeed
Okay, the first episode...wow...what the hell do I have to even say about it??
It's basically about Charlie going to meet Adam in hopes he'll like the idea of her starting up the Hazbin hotel to rehabilitate sinners so they can go into heaven so there won't be an overpopulation and no more extermination every year
This is going to be split up into at least seven categories
Animation/angles
Voice acting
How each character is written
Character designs
Music
Comedy
Religious themes
And maybe some things on this list you might disagree and I know how annoyingly defensive HH fans can get so no hate comments/rants in the comments (or whatever the fuck that area is called)
1. Animation/angles
The animations is fine, great in fact, but the angles...OH LORD NEED I SAY MORE?! the angles in some parts are just so...weird!! For instance in the part where Charlie is going to sing Happy day in Hell, the angle is really far away from her and Vaggie, which makes it look really awkward, I don't recall any other weird angles but that's the one that mainly bothers me
2. Voice acting
I have a problem with the voice acting...i reaally don't like it...
I haven't seen the entirety of the pilot but from the first 10-15 minutes I would definitely had chosen their original voice actors for the show if I made it.
In the show, Charlie and Vaggie's voices are more lower pitched, the main difference is for Charlie rather then for Vaggie, as for Alastor I'm not all that sure since I didn't have time to watch the full pilot given it was THIRTY FUCKING MINUTES
For Angel Dust I didn't really see the difference, not sure if they kept his actor or got in a new one
But enough about the pilot what about the show?
The actors i really REALLY didn't like were of Vaggie and Husk, before I had watched the show I thought Husk would have a more high pitched voice but his is HELLA DEEP, just not really fitting in my opinion, and I didn't like the line deliveries of Vaggie, it just felt flat and like her actor didn't put any effort, not bashing on the voice actor of Vaggie of course, just wish Viv would have stayed with the pilot voice actor
3. How the characters are written
I have watched the full show so I can't really comment on this, but I've seen people say the writing for HH is shitty so I'll just get what I can take, Charlie's too nice, her personality revolves around her wanting to help sinners get into Heaven, and there's nothing else to her other than being nice and helpful, don't get me wrong those are great characteristics, but I feel like it's her whole personality and I didn't find any flaws with her, if I were to write Charlie I'd write her as she wants to help sinners, but her short temper/anger issues get in the way of actually helping people
Angel Dust is another problem, from the moment I watched the first episode I knew for a fact his whole personality would just be sex jokes and horny all the time, I just didn't dig that really, since Viv has to have at least ten sex/horny jokes every fucking episode, or at least that's what I expect, I heard there was an episode on I think the third one about Angel Dust and about SA, I'm hoping that gives him more depth then just "horny and a porn star"
As for characters like Vaggie, Alastor, Husk, and the rest, I'm not sure, hopefully they get some depth in s2 because from what I've heard, they're really poorly written
4. Character designs
I...have some thoughts...
I hate the overuse of the color red in nearly every characters design, it's just annoying, and I know it's probably supposed to be a red color pallet cause they're in hell but the characters just blend into one another and I wish their colors were more diverse then just red and black
As for the redesign I really like them! Although I'll always love Vaggie's original pilot design, love how it's more of a lavender then a black dress
As for the other redesigns I didn't see any changes other than colors or adding/taking away a few accessories, like for the designs of Charlie, Alastor, and Angel Dust
5. Music
I LOVE THE MUSIC
I've heard lots of praise for their music, i didn't think much of it, primarily thinking the songs wouldn't be as good just like how the show was handled, shitty, but the songs are actually really good and I honestly can't wait to finish the show and hear the complete soundtrack!
6. Comedy
Now this is something that should have been handled better
The show relys too much on the sex jokes and cursing to be funny, as I finished the whole first episode I just found myself listening to non stop sex jokes and it was kinda tiring, to be fair I did chuckle and laugh at some of the jokes but they weren't even the sex ones, really need to change the humor for the show, JUST LESS SEX OKAY?
7. Religious themes
For show like Hazbin Hotel you'd probably might be thinking there'd be some religious stuff in it given it has heaven and hell, and demons and angels, but just so you know I'm not like a big nerd on religion and like everything about it so I'll do my best to explain this with the general knowledge I have about it
The opening is basically explaining to us about how heaven and hell became, except there's no God, like the one in Christianity, it's more of those scary ass looking ones with wings and rings n stuff, and of course angels and the whole stuff, it goes on to talk about Lucifer, which if you don't know much about him he basically used to be an angel but heaven kicked his ass and he fell out of heaven, according to Dante's inferno it says he fell so hard he created like a huge hole (yet again I'm not an expert in this so please tell me if I'm getting anything wrong) and in HH when Lucifer fell it became hell, and as for the parts if Christianity of course the Earth was made, but instead of Adam and Eve its Adam and Lilith, which is very confusing cause it said that they're the first two people on Earth, and when Lucifer came down to Earth to start a relationship with Lilith suddenly Eve is there??? They never explain it and it just confuses me a shit ton!!!
And that my lady's, bros, non binary folks in the back, is all the complaints/criticisms I've got just from ONE EPISODE
But of course I have more silly!! These aren't as huge so I'll just list them down
A lot of unanswered questions
Lack of body representation
Lack of creativity in color pallets
And that's basically all I gotta say! If I made any mistakes please let me know!
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On the one hand I get why Peter Gould didn't want to show Kim returning the finger guns and instead we get an equally heart-wrenching deep sigh like she's about to burst into tears because of course she is, he's in prison and is trying to reassure her and she's worried about him. On the other hand... Peter, honey, some people are still convinced Chuck "He'll Never Change" McGill was right all along, there's only so much you can do when a show is as devoted to the show-don't-tell rule as BCS is. And even when media does the work for you and spells things out clearly (eg, a character stating "THIS IS HOW I FEEL"), people still misinterpret things all the time. It's a bit like the Walt situation where people think he's always in the right and he was definitely doing it for his family even when he finally admits otherwise, except I do feel like Vince Gilligan in the end gives that part of the audience exactly what they want. Anyway, I don't know where I'm going with this and this ask is already getting too long, I just like reading what you have to say about the show.
i've been thinking about this a lot, especially given how many distressing responses i keep seeing about how jimmy was the villain and pure evil/trash from birth and that are convinced, as you said, that chuck was right all along, and/or that kim went to see him ruefully/in anger for the last time and walked away never intending to set eyes on him again - i admire the show for how much it leaned on subtlety and unsaid moments of depth between characters, but in the finale, i actually think peter maybe overestimated its effectiveness. there's almost...a terrible overcorrection happening where WAY too many people saw walt as still being the cool badass at the end of brba, and now too many people are interpreting jimmy oppositely here, as saul only, when neither conclusion was the intent. (it's interesting that you say you feel vince gave that part of the audience what they wanted because i don't disagree, and i don't think even he disagrees with that now. his admission that he did it for himself can easily be read as him giving skyler what she needs to hear, though it is very much the truth. i still think felina is nearly perfect in its execution, but in many respects, walt got the best ending he could have hoped to get, better by far, in fact, than many of our other characters'.)
with regards to the problem of showing and not telling being too easily misinterpreted, the flashbacks, for example - we know why jimmy is remembering specific incidents with regret and how those moments are connected, we know why jimmy can't admit true vulnerability or desires in those moments, and so he deflects and shields in all three conversations. he's not going to tell mike or walt about his regrets surrounding his brother nor how much he wants to change/improve things with kim (and while mike is forthcoming, walt notably also is not - gray matter is the easiest thing for his ego to admit is a regret because of what he's allowed that resentment to become in his head, of course he can't mention what he's done to his family, what he's done to jesse, so what we get to represent the truth is the ticking of that watch), of course jimmy doesn't sit down and stay with chuck and discuss his clients when he's struggling to barely keep them both afloat and is insecure and worried he'll be met with judgment/rejection, even before he knows the entire truth concerning how chuck feels about his legal career. and jimmy can look back on each of those moments with these men and feel contrition about how those situations all turned out, that's why we're seeing them remembered in his head, but so many people are taking them at face value and deciding they reveal the entirety of who jimmy is. someone who only cared about money. someone who only cared about the scam. someone whose relationships were merely transactional. i wish the scene flashing back to bagman was a bit different, in all honesty. this is the man who said he would never have survived, never have made it through the desert, had he not known kim was there waiting for him - and i 100% believe that when jimmy told her that, it was complete honesty from him, stripped bare of any pretense. all that mattered was getting back to her. seeing him pretend that all that mattered was the money is...really off emotionally, even as guarded as his conversations with mike are. i know it's to echo what he says about the kettleman's money in S1, but i wish we got some more interiority from jimmy there because far too much of the audience thinks what he says is all there is to him.
additionally (and i admit this is me being selfish and focused on my interests too <3), i really wish more than anything that the finale had had a flashback of he and kim before everything went so wrong, maybe even before chicanery. i don't know what it would be, but i think something intimate and kind between them would've helped the section of the audience who is still refuting their love for one another, and jimmy's true self, to understand what was going on with them at the end. i also...have this deep sorrow because i feel like we watched kim die screaming in plan and execution and then never got to see her again, only the shadow surviving of her, and there's this heavy sense of mourning i have for her even though she's alive and breathing in the room with him. i wish our last moment of them in abq wasn't the bitterness of the divorce scene. a little reminder of who she was at heart and how she really did care about helping people and how much she loved him, how much they loved and reflected and complete one another, might've given clarity for that audience too, reminding them of where she started and her potential to reclaim her agency, a path she has only just begun at the very end.
i also feel like, if we couldn't have her returning the finger guns (which i do understand! she's holding herself together there because she doesn't want to break, she doesn't want him to see her cry as she has to leave him there, and he's the one trying to reach out across that fence and show her that he's okay and that there's still something good between them - her gesture was sharing the cigarette and giving them light back, providing that hope of a spark), a flashback to jimmy and kim as they were would've been the perfect way to underscore the depth of their love story, and to give us something honest from jimmy's past. i appreciate it being open to our imaginations, but there are benefits to being clear in aspects of storytelling, and i really think that would've helped get the story's ultimate point across. something true from his time machine.
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Oh man I fucking love PR0TEKTER-iK. Robots. I love robots so much. Keep reading for a short Dragon Quest Treasures game review.
So I spent my entire Christmas vacation playing Dragon Quest Treasures. And watching the entirety of Transformers Prime. I don't regret a single second of it.
This years New Years Eve party was kind of a bummer because everyone went to bed at like 1am, so I sat by myself in the living room and watched Predacons Rising lol.
But back to Dragon Quest Treasures... While the story wasn't all that breathtakingly interesting, the fact that you can collect all the cute little monsters just like in Dragon Quest Builders 2 (one of my fav games of all time) way than makes up for that. It's just a silly little spinoff after all. So don't go into it expecting an amazing and dramatic story line and character development lol.
My favorite monster by far was the Heartless Hunter that you defeat as the first boss in the game. As soon as I read the words "you may be able to fix him" I made that my number one mission. Fuck the railroads, I'm going shard hunting. In my foolishness I went way too deep into the Hinterquarters because I thought that was the only location Killing Machines would spawn. To my horror, they were all level 30. While I was like barely level 12. So to say that I got my ass kicked massively would be an understatement. But eventually, I got all my shards and headed back to the desert, now pretty overleveled for that point in the game. But as soon as I got there, I noticed that a desert variant of the killing machine spawns like right next to the mission giver. And they were like level 15. Oh man. I was pissed the fuck off.
But all the anger was worth it, because I finally got my beloved pink robot as a reward! I love you PR0TEKTER-iK........ Even though he kept dying on me like all the time. In every battle. But his cute voice lines were totally totally worth it. ;)
As of now, I've played for a total of 40 hours and I'm around level 80 and in the middle of the post game quests. So I'm still not finished! I even found a bunch of monsters with funny little hats and outfits hehe. They're like the Dragon Quest equivalent of shiny Pokemon I think.
I know he's called PR0TEKTER-iK and not PR0TEKT-MIA and I honestly wanted to use each sibling the same amount, but in the end, I played with Mia for most of the game. You get enough of Erik in DQ11 already smh. I also really liked the antagonists, they have pretty cool designs, especially Bonnie and Silverbones. Love myself some skeleton pirates.
Anyway that's all I wanted to say. I can highly recommend the game, it's very fun! :)
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Hello, so I was reading "The Robin he could neve catch" for the 160th time and I was really invested in reading the part II (I literally just created a patron, cause u said that it would be there) but I can't find it, or ur page in there and I'm desperate to read it, can u help me??? That's one of my comfort fics and I really need to read the continuation
Love ur work <3
TLDR; If you have signed up with me, please contact me over Patreon for a full refund, as it is not up yet, but it will be up no later than June 8th, 2022, totally publicly to both AO3 and Patreon.
Originally, when I left that notice at the bottom of the fic on AO3, I was planning to have it done as soon as I came back from my break, as I'd just finished writing the entirety of IICBETY (If I Can't Be Everything To You, You'll Be Nothing To Me). But I found that all of the patrons I got, following its launch, were there for Hunter x Hunter instead. Waiting to post the second part was not intentional, and I'm so sorry it's taken months at this point.
All of my effort has gone toward producing content for HxH, which even then has been a struggle. I've been pausing payments because I haven't been producing enough content to warrant payment, as I've been slammed with a lot of real-life roadblocks, changes, and illnesses, so while I've always intended to write the second part, I was concerned it would upset my paying patrons if I sacrificed an update for one fic for them to write for another fandom. As it is, I've been playing catch-up for the better part of two or three months, so Part II is not the only thing that's fallen off my radar as of late, if it's any indication how full my hand have been!
The fact that you created one specifically for this fic and it doesn't exist yet is a failure on my part to communicate effectively, and I sincerely apologize. I am altering the text in the note at the end of its page on AO3 with this answer specifically to better explain the holdup, and hopefully so there's no more confusion surrounding this fic.
If you already paid, I'll give you a full refund! And if you want it, a free commission. Seriously, this was totally my bad. I'll write it as soon as humanly possible and make it publicly accessible immediately, as opposed to the original two-week waiting period between Patreon and AO3, at the latest it will be up by next Wednesday.
Hopefully, this little teaser is enough to prove that I am working on it actively, and make up for the horrible miscommunication on my end. I'm a little out of practice with the characters now, so hopefully it doesn't come across too OOC! I'll be refining it:
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Knock knock knock.
“Little D?” No response, not that he’d expected one. Damian was prickly when he got quiet in that way; after all the tantrums and empty threats and harsh words he knew, knew deep in his heart, that he didn’t mean, Damian had the habit of falling into long stretches of silence. Dim, eerie, not the calm before the storm, more like the eye of the hurricane itself; beyond it, the clouds twisted and sparked with lightning, made grays and the alabaster of white over setting suns stand out in its fury and menace. From there, one could be fooled into thinking they’d weathered the worst of it, that the storm and its hazard had passed. You could see sunshine and blue skies beyond the edge of gnarled gray, but if you waited, if you were smart enough to huddle, you could hear the true end of it baring down behind you like the roaring horn of a truck on the highway; no matter how hard you tried to hit the brake, tires slid in the rain.
But they’d been in this quiet eye for a while, much longer than they’d ever been graced with such patience on Damian’s end. Maybe he felt he’d deserved to be benched, this time.
Well, all the more reason to go checking up on him, then.
Bruce had a tendency to be harsh, heavy-handed, and brash, something he knew as well as each of his torches was a trait Damian too possessed. In anger, sometimes, but mostly in fear, the bat had a nasty bite– their youngest, their littlest, was often left with mangled wings when they’d been at it. He’d tried to make it over as often as possible, in the time Damian had been stripped of his belt and mask, but he knew it hadn’t been enough. If it had, they’d have seen the other half of the hurricane by now, the rage they all knew was building tepidly, unerringly. He worried about him; trapped between these sandstone walls, the warmth of fall dimmed in comparison to its chill. Bruce had to have been buried under blankets to miss the way it lingered, but the man was oblivious, sometimes.
Knock knock knock.
No answer. Tim nodded to the door, “He could be asleep.”
“At 7 o’clock at night? That brat?” He could feel Jason’s wet snort over his shoulder, hear the impatient shuffle from one foot to the next, “No way. Probably snuck out…”
“Impossible, we’ve safeguarded all of his favorite little tunnels. Demon Spawn isn’t going anywhere until Bruce allows it.”
And he sighed, “Maybe that’s the problem. He’s just a kid, even he needs to get out of the house.”
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Wind of the Desolate
This was my BOTW2 speculation fic that I spent too much effort on to let it die. But in an effort not to clog up everything with a long post, I'll put it all under the cut. Warning: this is basically just a rant.
So we're going to start this story back in March. I had just finished playing Breath of the Wild, and wasn't... really in the fandom too much yet, but rather just enough to know that there was a sequel coming out. So I went and looked up the trailers, and of course went crazy over them, quite naturally.
At some point in April, after the delay announcement, I somehow started thinking about BOTW 2 incredibly too much, and theorizing and everything, and decided to just do a speculation fic.
So the first thing I did was comb through the trailers, getting as many relevant screenshots as I could, literally going frame-by-frame in places. I literally have over 100 screenshots from that. And then I printed some out and went and made a conspiracy board before plotting.
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...and it was more or less at this point that I started getting ridiculously inconsistent about working on it but I did work on it some? It was July/August that I really started working on plotting it in any consistency again
And I did finish the plotting it out bit. It was a lot of struggling but I did sometime in August. And somebody remind me never to extensively plot like that again because as soon as I finished I had basically no motivation left to actually write it on top of feeling pretty lackluster about some of the later parts on account of finding it extremely difficult to try to world build at all in a fanfic.
And so here's where I'll say that in some ways I'm sad that the Tears of the Kingdom trailer totally ruined my plans for this, in some ways it's a relief. And so here's an abbreviated version of the story based on my outline with an emphasis on I CANNOT WORLDBUILD NON-AU FANFICS
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First we'll start with the Prologue that I actually posted (you can read it either on tumblr or AO3) because it kinda works on its own. I was trying to go for something like the irony of them being glad and thinking that their adventure is over and they will never have to face Ganon again... only to have the rest of the story start and ultimately find that to not be true.
And so we get to the first chapter that I actually started writing and has a few things I enjoy but is ultimately... not nearly there. And also a good portion of why I was losing motivation, because I was having trouble convincing Link and Zelda to explore the cavern or whatever deeply enough to get to Ganondorf and therefore the story.
And now that I've got the entirety of ranting out of me, I'll basically just give a rundown of my favorite things about the story because I already tried just slowly doing each bit summarized and it was NOT working for me:
After Zelda falls away, Link stupidly tries to fight Dehydrated Ganondorf and like,,, ends up getting his arm and the sword consumed by malice... so they're both actually in really impressive condition considering that.
Zelda is down in deep underground caverns where she gets an axolotl friend. Once I had the idea I tried doing research to confirm that they lived underground but I guess they don't, but I decided to disregard that fact and do it anyhow.
Link just being so dramatic and angsty in this. It probably actually more about me than about him.
Zelda has the Sheikah Slate, but it's too far underground and away from any signal to actually teleport out of there, and it's uncharted underground caverns so of course there's no maps. But she ultimately figures out a way to like,,, program it and stuff so that she can create a new map or whatever and slowly works on getting out. That sounded really dumb but it seems cooler in my head, I swear. I'm just bad at explaining things.
Link meets giant... weird robot lizard thing in the sky? idk how to say it, but he fren :)
Link goes to see the Gerudo to see if he can find out more about Ganondorf. Right before this, Zelda is chilling and looking through all of Link's clothes on the Sheikah Slate and sees the Gerudo outfit and is like, "hope he doesn't need this." Cut to Link needing it. And then going around to the back of the town to pester Riju until she gets him some new outfit so that they can talk.
That climax in the middle where Link, Zelda, and Ganondorf were all at Hyrule Castle and there was a boss fight and Zelda and Link got to be happy together for a little bit until Ganondorf somehow made the castle go into the sky
Mopey Link and Zelda that are apart once again.
Zelda going, okay, well I'm stuck in the castle again, might as well do some... espionage
And okay basically that summarizes what I'm happy with in the last half of the fic until the ending
Zelink marriage (naturally)
Also Link letting the arm go because in this story it was the Previous Hero from 10,000 years ago that held back Ganondorf for that long and it was like, He deserves a rest, too.
Anyhow that is a gross simplification of what it was but I needed to post something to get it out. If you read this far... good for you, I guess? You know about a fic that will never be written.
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