#''what's the point of being immortal if you're doing LITERALLY NOTHING THE ENTIRE TIME???'' says Anvha

[paradife-loft]

also while I'm dork soul posting

been really leaning in lately to the concept of anvha chosenundead's story as a disillusionment arc much like the other npcs'? anvha isn't an oc I've talked about much/at all, but teal deer she's a bit.... undersocialized feral outcast who powers through approximately everything out of raw spite and takes great satisfaction in shoving an occult blade up into various deities' ribcages.

and I think there's still, under that, a bit of a longing for something, some legacy of the past, something passed down from the ~glory days of old when magic was free and powerful, before the world was dying, - that she might be able to find and take as an alternative tradition she could belong to. but there really just... isn't. nothing in the past that she can lionize while also squaring it away with her humanness, which she refuses to see as scary and bad and dangerous the way everyone else seems to want to.

everything that once was has nonetheless decayed into a ruin. everyone who did great things, interesting things, things she might want to become an heir to... ultimately still feared a world without the first flame. still tried to cling to a world that wouldn't, inevitably, change into something new. and the ones who didn't, still failed in a spectacularly destructive fashion.

so a serpent wants her to be on fire. a serpent wants her to be the dark lord. anvha just wants to be interested in the world, and allowed to study it and learn and be creative and observe while things evolve, and not be viewed as some kind of existential anathema to be contained away from the right people who really matter.

and there's just not a lot out there she can point to that shares those aspirations and values, is there.

[gamerwoman3d]

A Land Before Time

🔞 An MK1 x Reader 🔞

▸ includes: Liu Kang [mk1 versions] F! Reader◂

Author's Note: This was based on a sex dream that I had, that I feel @genesiswrld SHOULD have had, because Liu Kang is hot but Bi-Han is my squishy. Not saying the dream was wasted on me, just that it was misplaced 😆

Female anatomy used.

Imagine for a moment that this New Era is real, and the existence that you're currently living is also real, and contains the New Era inside it as a game - but you find a technical way through the use of coding and quantum tech, to enter Liu Kang's New Era, “cool world” style, as something of a god/goddess.

Because you live in our shared reality, the one in which the game was created, you can in fact “code” the New Era into anything you like, within reason. But you have to get past the guardian. Liu Kang and Geras are gods there. But here, they are just characters, with Geras also partially functioning as a type of uncrackable password manager/encryption software. You can give your own self all sorts of powers to take into the New Era; but you can't change the core game unless you can get past Geras and Liu Kang.

You would either need their permission, or you'd have to force/brute force them to comply.

You can literally step from our world into the New Era and live there, immortal, with godlike power. And you do that. You use the code and give yourself the boosts you think you'll need to defend yourself if necessary.

Because you have the capacity to travel to any physical point in the timeline, as well as any temporal point in the timeline, you choose something you think will be easy to start. A time with fewer enemies, a time that you wanted to see in your own world, once.

🔞 Spicy/Explicit after the cut 🔞

When you first stepped through the portal into the New Era, the pristine sands beneath your feet were deliciously toasty. You could not help but to remove your footwear and sink your toes into the sand. The air here is pure, and filled with the strange buzz of unseen insects in the distance. The soft swirl of sand in the hourglass before you quieted. Without the hiss of sand, an absence of familiar noises from your past life became distinct; no motorcars, no hum of electronics, no trace of people, and a distinct lack of birdsong.

If you peer into the reflection of the hourglass over Liu Kang’s shoulder, you can see glimpses of early six-limbed proto-vaternians being gently guided into evolution in a neighboring realm. Liu loses his concentration on the sands as he sees you. Nothing devastating happens in the universe in that instance; there is simply a pause in the work.

Liu Kang knows immediately that you are not supposed to be here, standing before him and the hourglass.

He knows because he has not yet created humans.

Outside of the very meticulously kept garden that surrounds the hourglass, dinosaurs still rule this earth. Even birds have yet to grace the planet.

“How are you here? Or perhaps I should ask, are you truly here? Is it possible that even gods can still have dreams, or hallucinations?”

You tell him you are from a timeline before his own. You are older than his entire universe, older than Kronika, than Geras, older than the hourglass. And while you yourself did not create his universe, you were alive at the time it was conceived[1].

You tell him you shared a planet with, and walked among, the beings that created his universe. His universe is based on what your people knew of their own universe. Your feedback may or may not have influenced these creators; but you have some access to their same power of creation, and have come to use the hourglass to enhance his universe for yourself.

You came prepared to fight if necessary. Liu Kang would be very particular over who has access to the hourglass.

You may even fight a few rounds if you're curious to test your code enhancements - at least until he understands that you do have the power to control parts of his universe already, and the power to defeat him if he made it necessary. Through the encounter, he learns that you aren't lying about being from an even older timeline responsible for creating the hourglass.

But whatever it is that you want to change about the New Era, he likely won't let you without a fresh fight. And another fresh fight, and another, for every single little change you think you could want.

“We don't have to fight. We can compromise.”

For Liu Kang, it has been a lonesome existence, living out the creation of the new era in solitude. Geras can offer Liu Kang company in much the same way as an AI Assistant bot can offer a human company. But you know the depths of loneliness must be unbearable for a creator who is utterly alone in the universe across all of time. You know this, because even in your own world, the mythologies of all creator gods often began with the creation of people.

Even the gods of your own reality were so unbearably lonesome that they, in myth, created all of your ancestors, either for companionship or worship.

Your offer of company is accepted graciously, the moment he understands that you won't be withholding your companionship to exchange for the powers of the hourglass. But to settle conflicts over what happens in the hourglass, you both have an idea.

Gambling, games, and wagers. But instead of betting on who will win a physical fight between you both, you gamble on which of you can bring the other the most pleasure.

You're both seated in the zen garden, where the tropical heat has warmed the sand. Sheets of some soft fabrics are laid out in a manner similar to beach towels, allowing you both to walk and sit without burning your thighs or disturbing much of the sand.

He has a very smug “I know I've already won” look on his face the moment you suggested a contest based on sexual pleasure instead of kombat. You might think billions of years of being pent up would give you an advantage over him, but it doesn't; your customized form in this new era was generated anew when you stepped through the portal into his era. This particular body has yet to experience such pleasure at all, and will react, on a neurochemical level, at its most basic “code,” reacting the same as it would if falling in love for the first time. It will, in a nutshell, intoxicate you with want and pleasure, as if you yourself had never experienced it before.

But you didn't realize this. Your overconfidence proved your ignorance.

“You decide the winner. I trust your judgment will be fair. Or at least I don't trust my own judgment call to be unbiased,” you say.

Liu Kang smiles.

“A designated judge will be unnecessary,” he says, "I am certain we will both agree on who has won the challenge.”

He looks off in the distance before continuing.

“I would appreciate it though if we could choose some less intimate positions, at least at first. I'm still not over the grief of losing my dearest friend, and my beloved. I'm not sure how I might react, looking into the face of another, knowing I shall never have these moments with her. It isn't that I don't realize the finality of her destruction; but giving this kind of pleasure to another is a turning point that I may never be ready for.”

You slide closer to him and caress his shoulder, enough for him to feel your inner warmth.

“Grief is made of the same stuff as love. It's just the love-stuff that's leftover with nowhere to go,” you say.

He lays his head on your shoulder, pulls your hand to his cheek and tilts his face into it. Peace painted across the features of his face as he melted into your touch. His relaxation left you with an indescribable euphoria that deepened with each breath.

“Thank you for saying so. I feel more comfortable now, knowing that you understand,” he says.

“And I'm glad you said something. I like it when you tell me what you want. We can do this however you like. After all, this is a kontest for providing pleasure; not receiving it,” you said.

“Buy you will be receiving it,” he gloated, “and I shall be providing as much as you can possibly stand.”

“Ooh,” you teased, “Promises, promises! Hah, I like it. I feel good about you taking the lead, if you would?”

“Of course,” he said.

As he smiled up at the heavens, he closed his eyes and bit his lip. His eyes squeezed hard enough that the apples of his cheeks warped around the outline of his eyes. He took a deep breath that sounded as if he swallowed an antagonistic laugh.

“You aren't allowed to hate me when I show you how easy this is,” he said.

He turned his body towards yours, guided your body into facing away. You removed just enough clothing to feel his touch, to not hinder him from penetrating you if he chose. The fabric that you left over the top of your glistening pussy was delightfully thin and stretchy enough to move to the side in a pinch.

You spread yourself face down across the sheets of fabric. The warm sand below the soft fabric gave way, cushioned your ribs, and pressed its warmth up into your breasts.

He crawled on top. His weight on you pressed you slightly deeper into the fabric-covered sand. The heat and weight of his muscular legs across the backs of your thighs alone was enough to make you crave completion. But then, his clothed erection pressed against the cleft of your pussy until your slit pinched around the thin fabric. He slotted himself into the fold of fabric and held you there, wedged between the hot sand and his heated, immovable body. You squirmed into him, only to discover that you couldn't move if you wanted to, with your legs pinned to the sand.

You turned your face to the side to look over your shoulder at him. He wore a smug expression as he looked down at you.

You could feel your clit throbbing against… the hot sand? or his shaft. You could not tell. Both were equally firm and toasty.

He was hard. Slotted against the fabric, he nudged his erection firmly against you, the head nestling between your folds to swipe against your clit. His breath deepend, you could feel the air from his nostrils against your neck, just below the ear.

Against your back, you could feel his chest expand and cinch with each breath. You were caught in heat, trapped between his muscles and the sand. You liked this, being at his mercy. He rested his chin on your shoulder and huffed, resting his entire weight on you as he hunched. The cock knocking repeatedly against your throbbing clit had you squirming, whining, whimpering as you held your squeals of pleasure in. He ran one hot palm along your side. He caressed and groped your glute before freeing his cock from its cage of fabric. He hooked a finger around the strip of stretchy fabric above your mound and slipped it to the side.

The bare cockhead slipped between the fabric and your clit. Liu Kang let the fabric snap back into place, catching against the bottom of his shaft. Your pleasure built up as he rolled his hips and frotted against you, fucking the gap between your panties and your clit.

You balled your fists, grabbing handfuls of sand through the fabric sheets. He repositioned slightly so that you could feel the wet swiping of his heated cockhead against your clit more intensely. Your fingers came undone from the fabric and all ten digits splayed out in a fan shape as your quiet whimpers suddenly broke into a muffled outcry of pleasure.

His hands found yours. He covered the tops of your hands with his palms and threaded his fingers between yours, gripping each hand with interlaced fingers. You felt the tips of his fingers curl past the webbing between your digits to press against the insides of your palms. He pressed your hands, and his, to the sand, to pin them where he wanted them - where you could push back into him, but not escape. Not that you'd want to.

Your skin tingled anywhere he touched it, and the skin where the pads of his fingers glanced against the inside of your palm, threaded along the webbing of your fingers, was exceptionally sensitive in a way that made you feel safe, loved, cared for deeply, and connected.

The warm weight of his body on yours made you feel safe, while the cock massaged between your pussy lips. His thrusts massaged them open without penetration until you could feel every fiber of yourself unwinding, melting into the sand.

You looked back at him, only to see that he was still gazing at the side of your face, waiting for you to open your eye. His smug, slight smile never left his visage. He squeezed your hands with a pleasant pressure, as if he were wringing them out. You realized in that moment that you were swollen inside, and quivering at the entrance.

Then he stops moving, intentionally. You feel him, all over you, weighing you down, trapping you in the imprint of fabric in the hot sand. You feel your heavy, puffy cunt lips throbbing against his stationary cockhead. You're sensitive as fuck. Even your heartbeat rocks your clit against his cock too much.

He breathes. He breathes out through his nose, his gentle panting breath trickles underneath your ear, down your neck. His chin follows, as he rests it in the crook of your neck with his jaw at your shoulder. His skin just feels like skin, yet you're electrified by it. You're so sensitive in your new form. He could stay like this all day. You cannot. He knows. You know he knows.

You know because when you look at him, his unchanging, stoic “I told you so” smirk is so purposefully calm, that you could consider it antagonistic. Even just this look he gave you had you dripping wet for him, to say nothing of the thick smooth, hot cockhead nestled against your clit, or the warm shaft that your heavy, fevered wet pussy lips spread themselves over. You give a defeated cry of pleasure and gave in. You tap out against the sand, to tell him he's already won, and he responds by firming up his grip on your hands and moving in for the kill. He devours your neck as he nudges your clit around and fucks you, alternating between the two activities until you cum beneath him.

Your orgasm does not slow him down. He slips his cockhead against the fluttering entrance of your cunt and pauses, as if testing something, as if something changed. The slick hole winks against him and he sinks inside to stay.

“You're so creamy after you've cum,” he purred.

His cock feels amazing, warm and firm and deep, exploring inside you. He pressed it past a spot inside you where the pressure feels so good that you feel you might die unless it, that spot in particular, is beat to hell. He pressed past it, but drew back, stroking slower and deliberate against this inner spot. You felt a sudden dying urge to feel him hammer his cock into this weak spot inside you. The change in your whimpers gave you away.

“This little spot right here is particularly velvety,” he said, “it's just gooey… no. Buttery. Right here.”

He let his cockhead glide against the spot in several slow deliberate strokes for emphasis. You groaned brokenly into the sand and bucked back into him. You had chills. You had goosebumps even on the hot sand. He held and pinned your elbows to your sides. Your nipples stood erect beneath you, the tips ground into the fabric as you bucked backward into him. He paused, held you down, let you rock and buck until the fit of passion washed over you, and you could still yourself. He didn't shush you. He just pulled back until his cockhead hovered a hair away from that sweet spot and he waited for you to collect yourself. You caught your shuddering breath, but couldn't look at him without feeling like you might cum again. You looked, and groaned deep. He acknowledged your desperation.

“I'm going to start fucking that velvety, buttery spot now,” he whispered toward your ear, “I do not know when I'll stop.

Scream if you need to. I've yet to create a single person that could hear you.”

His cock pinpointed that part within you that most yearned for it the instant he buried it in you. He pressed himself against it and wrung you out. You felt it as your own cum for him seeped out, dribbled down onto the fabric and soaked through the fabric into the sand.

Every stroke is devastating. You're loud as fuck and no one else can hear it. The skies open up and it rains on the two of you, mostly upon his back. Judging by his gentle moans, the rain itself seems to give him pleasure as the droplets hiss against his back, only to turn into steam. You could swear that you're causing it, that this rain is your rain. Suddenly you are cumming because it is raining, and it is raining because you have cum. When your palms tremble, he re-interlaces his fingers with yours to squeeze your hands in his, wringing you out, wringing out your anxiety, wringing out your pleasure, and possibly wringing out the very act of rain itself from the sky above. You couldn’t explain it, but somehow you knew.

You became the rain. And the rain became you. The rain became a goddess, and the goddess was you. The wetter he made you, the more the world flooded. He had no intention of going easy, but you found yourself clenching, squeezing, sucking him in, working yourself against his body as he worked you apart with his.

“That's it,” he huffed, “now, you're getting it.”

His breath grew ragged.

He said, “Rain.”

You nodded, not fully understanding.

“Rain on me,” he said.

Your eyes widened. He knew. You knew he knew. Rain pummeled your bodies in a deluge as you felt, not just the tension of your body snap, but the tension of your sudden ascent to godhood burst into creation, almost as a miniature version of the big bang. Untold energies from deep within your soul burst forth and spread out in all directions, spreading your power throughout all the realms, both giving you power over all the rains in the entire universe, and giving the entire universe the gift of your rains.

But you couldn't focus on the sensation of becoming a god, as Liu Kang fucked another blinding orgasm from you. This time, his composure cracked, and he came screaming with you in tandem, hot against you, his inner flame temporarily quenched by the deluge of your pleasure. The two of you thrashed against each other with abandon, riding out your pleasure together, before collapsing boneless into the soaked fabric atop the muddying sands.

The rains subsided gradually as the two of you caught your breath. You moved to roll over, and Liu rolled off of you onto his rain-soaked back. He closed his eyes and let the pitter-patter of the rain wash over his body, cooling him, turning to steam in the air around you both. You rolled onto your back beside him, then onto your side to drape yourself around him.

“Wow,” you said between heavy breaths.

“...Yeah,” he replied, still panting.

When you caught enough of your breath to speak full sentences, you could only think to ask one question.

“Did you just make me a fucking rain goddess?” You asked.

He nodded and laughed.

“You didn't think I'd let the first hot sex in my new era be mediocre,” he said.

“Holy fuck though,” you said.

‘Literally?” he teased.

“Okay yeah literally, but I'm starting to think I won that one,” you said.

He just closed his eyes and smiled.

“Okay wise guy, who won?”

He bit his lip and jerked his thumbs towards his chest, gesturing to himself.

“Ugh. You're impossible. Round two!” You demanded.

“You're losing this one too,” he said.

He rolled on top of you and peppered you with kisses. He promised you a second round, and a third - if you survived the second.

But first he needed to check progress in the hourglass. You peered into it with him and saw proto-vaternians in their pre-paleolithic era. A group of them surrounded a cairn, upon which sat a strange skull decorated with stones and feathers. You asked Liu Kang what it was; he told you it was a representation of you. You were the very first art, the very first goddess. You were the first to collect worship and be created in such a manner. You arrived in the new era just in time. The ancestors of the Vaternians had just created and worshiped their first god, which happened now to be you.

Had it not been for your intervention, Liu Kang would have been forced to grant this worship to the one you knew as Rain.

[To be continued.]

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[kalinara]

(All-New X-Men #6)

I've kind of blogged something about this before but I never get tired of seeing posts about Logan/Scott/Jean as a throuple (I will literally die of spite before I use a portmanteau) that talk about them as two godlike, immortal beings and "just some guy".

Because on some level, of course, it's absolutely true. Jean is the living embodiment of a Universal Cosmic Force. She can sneeze and wipe out entire star systems.

And Logan is basically immortal. There are a good number of timelines that go forward hundreds, if not thousands of years (see: Powers of X in the Krakoa era) that still show Logan at the prime of his life, always fighting and surviving.

Scott, is, by that standard, just some guy. He's got lasers coming out of his eyes, which is kind of cool admittedly. You could do some interesting analysis on the fact that they seem to be infinite - the only time we see them give out is when HE gives out. Or doesn't get enough sunlight or whatever. But for practical purposes, they've got one real use, the guy's just a very decorative portable cannon.

But what makes Scott special, and on level with the other two, isn't what he is, but what he does.

This is a dude who's led the X-Men since he was a teenager. And as a teenager once talked an entire fleet of Sentinels into attacking the goddamn sun.

This is a dude who co-led a guerilla war against Apocalypse in the future for 10-12 years (admittedly with his goddess wife), then came back as though nothing happened.

He's also the reason for his own last name, because in ANOTHER time traveling bout with the goddess wife, he managed to inspire his own orphaned ancestor to take the name "Summers" in his and Jean's honor.

This is a dude who got possessed by Apocalypse, and repressed him to the point of amnesia, got a sliver of the Void stuck in his head, and repressed that too. Even Phoenix possession took a while to shake that guy.

This is a dude who became the "Boy King of Utopia", uniting the entirety of the mutant race under one banner. Magneto KNELT to him and named him Caesar.

There's also that time he stared down Dracula. Was it a bluff? Dracula thinks so. But he still backed the fuck down. And for a brief period of time, even Namor followed this guy's lead. NAMOR.

This is a dude who, after becoming possessed and ostracized, led a "mutant revolution", becoming a household name among bitter college students everywhere.

He's the kangaroo trial symbol of the entire mutant race, sentenced to death, and his only response is a call to arms published through his lawyer, She-Hulk.

This is a man who's slept with Jean Grey, the Phoenix (back when they were considered separate entities), the Goblin Queen, Emma Frost, and Frenzy, and every single one came back wanting to fuck him again.

Speaking of Frenzy? That dude's sub game redeemed a fucking acolyte!

"God took less time than that to make the world!". Okay, take a fucking breath, Joanna. (X-Men Legacy #248)

His kids are practically gods in their own right, and he was only involved in the conception of one of them. The others just kind of showed up one day with a DNA test and got invited in for dinner.

The closest thing he has to a hobby is plotting how to kill dinosaurs:

(Uncanny X-Men #495 - and he's fought a LOT of dinosaurs.

Sinister's been obsessed with this man's DNA for years, and yeah, if you're just looking at it in terms of powers, it doesn't make a lot of sense. There are much more powerful mutants out there after all. But when you start thinking about the rest of this, yeah, I kind of want to put him in a petrie dish too.

Heck, he's even argued with the narrator! In another timeline, he could have become an incredibly boring variation of Deadpool!

(Uncanny X-Men #96).

I'm just saying, yes, by one point of view the Moon Throuple is two godlike immortal beings and dude who is "just some guy".

But on the other hand, if you had a chance to fuck the unholy combination of Mr. Rogers, Alexander the Great, and the Death Star wouldn't you?

[sketching-shark]

I am once again thinking about JTTW retelling potentials people have brought up in terms of Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing knowing Sun Wukong when they were all up in heaven, but specifically through the lens of a Monkey King characterization where he was a canny and ruthless warlord.

Like. Imagine you're a high ranking general in heaven, and one day this 4-foot-something monkey yaoguai starts scampering all over the place being friendly with everyone he runs across. And okay, you're at first kind of concerned by the fact that there's a literal yaoguai in heaven, especially when you hear about some of his exploits on Earth and against some of your fellow immortals. But the Jade Emperor gave the monkey his position, and he's not technically doing anything bad, just completely ignoring protocol and referring to everyone as his friends and brothers. Maybe you find it kind of annoying. Maybe it's kind of charming. But whatever he did before he's a silly monkey now that you don't even see that much.

And then one day all of heaven is in an uproar because it turns out this monkey not only stole tons of immortality granting peaches, but also golden elixir specifically intended for the Jade Emperor. So that's a bridge too far, and obviously means that he needs to surrender to heaven for punishment immediately or else his entire clan will be executed. But he and all his yao allies fight back. More and more and more deities have to be called in to try and subdue this one monkey. And when he is finally captured, it turns out nothing heaven strikes him with can kill him. So then he's there tied up and helpless, but still jeering at all the assembled deities because they have nothing stronger than him.

And then Laozi proposes that he be melted down. The monkey is struggling and crying for this to not happen, but maybe you see what you think is some discomfiting gleam in his eyes, something that indicates he wanted this to happen. But you're not sure, so you say nothing...

And it turns out the monkey's time in the furnace did nothing but refine him into an even stronger immortal than before. And as soon as he's freed he starts smashing a bloody swath through heaven with no one able to halt him until he's practically tearing at the Jade Emperor's throne. Even with twenty-five thunder deities and a host of other immortals trying their best, no one's able to knock him down, and he's laughing and screaming about how no one can stop him, that he won't stop until he's toppled the Jade Emperor and taken heaven's throne for himself, and oh, it seems like there's a chance he might be able to force his way into that position...

So some 500 years later you're living in disgrace and traveling with this same monkey. He's subdued and snarky, and clearly much weaker than he had been before. But still, he's able to get you and your companions out of one jam after another. There's a lot of tension in the group, but it's softening over time. And you start seeing the monkey in a new light. You know how much he loves his "little ones" and wants to go back to his Earthly home. You've seen how capable he is of being gentle with children. And yet...

You've also been witness to the casualness with which the monkey takes human and yaoguai life. The plans he's formed to inflict massive amount of pain on his opponents to make them obey. They way he spies on those who present obstacles to your shared journey so that he knows exactly how they might best be dealt with swiftly and often brutally.

And at some point, you realize that he didn't havoc through heaven, he never does anything in a blind rage.

That even back then he had had plenty of time to consider what exactly he was going to do when he got out of that furnace. He chose not to flee Heaven as soon as he was out, but to kill as many as he could on the way to challenge the Jade Emperor himself.

And now you're on a journey together, which very well could end with this monkey becoming a buddha.

[lizajane2]

Naruto: The Will of Fire - I have seen this movie so many times. And I never get tired of it.

How did Sai survive that fall? You know what, it's anime I'm not even gonna question it. I say that even though I have the same thought every time I see it.

Kakashi: "We need to continue the mission." Darlin, i love you, but you constantly preach about never leaving someone behind. MAYBE YOU SHOULD PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH, IDIOT!!

Poor Sai. Naruto drags him into everything. lol.

Hiruko is annoying from the get-go. Like "a perfect, immortal ninja" boy, you need to go back to whatever dark, depressing hole you crawled out of.

Not Naruto falling asleep after Hiruko threatening to throw the world into war. He's completely unbothered. Lmao.

I really hate that the animators didn't include bookshelves in Kakashi's apartment. That man reads more than just porn.

Tsunade: "Kakashi are you saying you want me to go down in history as the Hokage who sacrificed her subordinate in order to protect the village?"

Kakashi: "Yes, I do."

My reaction to this every time:

Again, further proving my point that he sees no value in his life whatsoever. If I could, I'd jump through that screen and slap him. And here's another problem I have with that, Kakashi really thought that Naruto would just sit back and let him sacrifice himself. What? ARE YOU STUPID?! DID YOU JUST FORGET WHAT YOU TAUGHT THEM?!

Naruto: "This time, no doubt, I'll protect him." Kakashi needs more of that in his life rather than going on a suicide mission. Which he's done repeatedly, by the way.

Tsunade: "What are those idiots doing?" Uh, to save someone from themselves and keep them from being an absolute martyr.

And Shikamaru kinda pisses me off a little bit in this movie. "I want to save Kakashi-sensei too, but I can't sacrifice everyone in the village for that." I'm sorry that's not... why are you talking like giving up Kakashi's life to the enemy is the only option here? I see the logic in Kakashi's plan, but this is NARUTO we're talking about. Have faith in him if anything else.

LMFAO! Sai really only acted because of what a book told him to do. I love him so much!!

Shino was perfection. "Do you think that's all I have?" Where's his crown at? He's an absolute king.

I'm even more surprised that Gaara tried to stop Naruto. He should know better than anyone that Naruto has always cared about others and would never sacrifice the life of anyone in the village to save it. The only one who had faith in Naruto was Jiraiya.

"That would go against Kakashi's wishes." No, Kakashi is an idiot who feels guilt-ridden and is trying to make up for his mistakes. Nothing more.

Gaara: "I won't be swayed by your ideals" *a minute later*

Shikamaru: "I'll stop Naruto. Even if I have to kill him." See, now that's where he loses me entirely. That's where his beliefs become moot. He's being incredibly ridiculous and narrow-minded at this point.

Hiruko's outfit in this movie reminds me of a straitjacket. He should be in one, given how insane he is.

Kakashi: "What the hell are you doing here, Naruto?" Oh, you know, out for a walk... HE'S THERE TO SAVE YOUR ASS FROM YOUR OWN STUPIDITY!! WHY DO YOU THINK HE'S THERE?!

See, no, it just looks wrong when someone else uses Chidori. It's gross even (this excludes Sasuke).

Kakashi: "I'm the loser here." Ya, think? Such a stupid, lovable man.

"I knew it. You're just like him." TALKING ABOUT OBITO! Literally crying, screaming, and throwing up.

I love this movie. Never get tired of it.

[avelera]

So, quick writing lesson/critique of the Magician Aziraphale / Nazi Zombie plotline in S2 of Good Omens.

Obviously there will be heavy spoilers:

The reason Magician Aziraphale flashback plotline fell flat, at least for me (and obviously others may disagree) was the total lack of stakes

At every point, nothing really bad was going to happen to anyone we cared about if anything went wrong. That, from a writer's perspective, is a very bad place to be. You want the things you're writing about to matter to the characters. Stakes is when things matter to the character and/or to the plot.

Aziraphale's goal, what he wanted and pursued with his choices during these events was to.... put on a show at the West End, I guess? Help out the theater owner by helping to fill some air time? It's not a high stake. WWII is happening all around them, there's literal bombs dropping, and at no point was Aziraphale's goal here all that important against that backdrop. At any point, he could walk away with minimal consequences.

Writers: that's bad. Even if your story or scene has low stakes, such as a family dinner or a child's bake sale, the things that happen can still be important to the character or momentous to them and there needs to be a strong reason they can't just walk away. Something with long term ramifications, for example. The plot can just be that a little kid wants to put on a bake sale and a series of problems arise that means they have to cancel it, and it can still be momentous, even if adults know that no one will really care about the bake sale not happening in a week's time, even the child won't, but to the child the bake sale not happening can be devastating and perceived by the child as ruinous to their social life. Because stakes are about how much things matter to the character, even if the plot isn't about saving the world.

Aziraphale and Crowley's powers are such that even if they lost face by walking away from doing the show, or if Aziraphale could never show his face there again, they could just miracle away the memory and get right back to it. They can't die. They're super powerful beings. The most they'd have to deal with is paperwork from suspicious miracles. At no point is anything bad going to happen to them! And we know they both get out of this because it's a flashback. From a story perspective, that's bad.

This is what made the entire choice of the trick being a magic bullet trick totally pointless and stupid. Something humiliating would have had more impact than something dangerous, since Aziraphale is an immortal being and we've already seen him come back from discorporation in S1, and even that is a stretch because they could always just miracle themselves out of the situation or just walk away. It's WWII London, there's more important things going on than a 5 minute magic show at a lightly attended theater! There's no stakes! Even if the theater had been packed instead there would have been at least a sense to Aziraphale that he can't just walk away from a packed house of excited people. A lightly attended event with a disinterested audience like what we got removes even more stakes.

Even the Hell side of the plotline, of getting blackmail material on Aziraphale and Crowley is pointless. We as the viewers already know that nothing comes of this because it's a flashback. We already know that Crowley has many times over excused his interactions with Aziraphale by saying it was all part of trying to convince him to defect or to try to Thwart Aziraphale. The photo doesn't even function as blackmail!

Writers: that's bad! Putting danger in a flashback is generally speaking a bad idea because we already know from later events that the characters escape peril, or that the danger didn't stick. You could instead make us invested in side characters we don't know about and whether they will survive, but the episode doesn't bother. It doesn't bother to make us care about the shop keeper getting eaten or the drunk being murdered. We definitely don't care about fucking Nazi Zombies suffering! So, nothing that happens in this flashback matters because Crowley and Aziraphale are fine later and they're the only ones we care about.

The only thing that changed in that plotline or revealed anything approaching new information was that Aziraphale is capable of real sleight of hand and both Heaven and Hell are too stupid to realize such tricks are possible without miracle magic. That's it. It would be great if it tied in immediately to sleight of hand later, but it doesn't. It doesn't matter at all. There is no later interaction within this season where it matters that Aziraphale is capable of sleight of hand magic to trick Heaven or Hell in order to save Crowley.

Aziraphale tricking angels or demons could be happening in the final episode when he accepts the promotion...? But if so, there's no callback, no purpose to this scene or this entire Magician Aziraphale plotline, because even if Crowley should have trusted to Aziraphale using sleight of hand so the situation wasn't all what it seemed, he didn't remember it enough to keep faith in Aziraphale so nothing changed.

The reason I say Gaiman is patchy on long-form plot is because in a long-form story everything must tie back to the central theme, character or plot. Everything. Everything everything. We cannot have scenes where we go "That was neat, now back to the main story!" Even things that seem like digressions in a well-written long-form plot aren't. They either reinforce themes, plot, or inform us on the characters. We have to learn something that moves the ball forward on the effectiveness of the story in every single scene.

There were so, so many scenes in S2 where if you asked me, "How did this scene contribute to the overall story? What did it show us that was new information to reveal more about the characters or the themes or the plot or further the mystery?" I would have to tell you... that I don't know! A lot of scenes just seemed to be episodes where we got to see more of Aziraphale and Crowley historically as fan service, but they didn't change anything because clearly, nothing new can happen between them until after the present day! Nothing can advance between them until the present day!

That is the peril of prologue. Prologue can reveal new information about but it's a very dangerous place to play around with in terms of peril or stakes because we know which characters survive and where all the dynamics end up. That's why usually with prologue you talk about side characters who might not survive, so we can be worried about them, or you reference back to previously forgotten or seemingly unimportant events that are suddenly impactful for the current events in the progression of the story.

Seeing Aziraphale and Angel Crowley before he Fell was great! I loved that scene! And this possibly forgotten moment between them (mostly by Crowley, who is a bit patchy on his life pre-Fall) contributed to Aziraphale's decision to return to Heaven if it meant he would get a promotion and be a powerful player. Because it meant that possibly all-but-forgotten memory of Angel Crowley's joy in that encounter between them was something he could help bring back if he had that sort of power. That was a good prologue scene because it informed Aziraphale's decisions which made the information in it not just new but relevant, unlike everything in the Magician Aziraphale plotline.

[hakureiryuu]

"you're a leader"

um no he's not. yeah he can organize stuff when it's to his direct benefit, and is enough of a people person to know how to get what he wants out of others, but that is not leadership by any stretch of the imagination. that is being a hedonistic, mildly self-centered, comfortably lazy bastard (affectionate) of an angel who is here solely for the vibes and does actual work only when absolutely necessary. he has never directly, with no equivocation, told another person what to do in his entire immortal existence, and he'd be the first (unless he's feeling threatened and defensive, which is often) to say his is not any sort of example of angelic behavior for others to follow. big fucking nope.

"you're honest"

we just had entire episode on what a goddamn liar he is. he's not always good at it, but my god it is frequent. I'm pretty sure he INVENTED lying when he lied directly to god's face about the flaming sword!

"you don't just tell people what they want to hear"

are we... are we talking about the same angel here? telling people what they want to hear is how he has survived millennia of gaslighting and abuse. he's literally only agreeing with you about his own traits because ohhhhhhh. oh that's the point, isn't it.

back in line with you, aziraphale, only this time we'll be nice about it. give you the illusion of control, of safety. you can bring your pet demon along since it's him you actually want to be safe, but I'm sure by now he wants nothing to do with heaven angelic status helping the world you.

no institutional problems here. just a good story.

[syggwolf]

A truly interesting split! When I voted it was almost dead 50/50. I voted no, because frankly the idea of so much sensory input over so much time truly frightens me, and I have trouble keeping up with the changes in my life on a normal time scale as it is. But I also think I sort of get the allure of it. I think the split is caused by the sort of people who see potentially infinite gain in immortality. The majority of the time you are having probably boring to negative experiences as a human, but also, with infinite time, over an infinite time scale, you have an infinite number of new or intensely good experiences. Obviously though, the universe is not infinite, it's finite and expanding on a fabric level faster than light and so at a certain point you're just absolutely fucked in a void of never ending darkness where even the stars and their light are gone and the temperature is "Every atom in literal homeostasis" meaning basically absolute zero Kelvin, but who's to say at some point that that basically literal unending eternity, which in theory could be quite meditative to the right kind of person with a vast imagination, assuming your brain somehow ignores the literal law of entropy freezing you motionless on a quantum level as a form of mortal injury, might not be eventually filled with something new we cannot even comprehend in the form of like, a new big bang or something? Like if Hawking radiation actually doesn't fail to slowly radiate away black holes entirely and they end up eventually forming some sort of massive whole universe singularity that explodes like the big bang again. Of course that's assuming that being inside a black hole is something even an immortal could withstand without going promptly insane. I'm not sure if being pulled into literally component quantum particles and then compressed beyond the concept of being what we consider "real" counts as a "mortal injury". Me? I'm not willing to risk it, I know too much about the future via scientific models and I don't have the hope reservoir to believe that the universe won't eventually become a literally reference frame-less unimaginably cold void with quite literally nothing in it for a time frame longer than literally conceivable. But I think some people do have that level of hope. And it's an interesting thing to witness in a tumblr poll. Or maybe I'm overthinking it and some people just haven't realized what entropy means for an infinite future.

You immediately stop aging and become immune to disease and mortal injury. no secret "catch." it is permanent.

[entoman-created-by-the-tallgreys]

There have been at least 100 billion people on this Fucking Earth

Yet we have less than 1% of proof of any of their lives

Keep in mind that you are going to be part of the less than 1% cuz you are one out of billions they are 8 billion people on this Earth eight Mother fucking billion people

You need to understand that when you die just like everyone before you your entire existence will be fucking Erased on this Earth

You take your life too fucking seriously, I know we're stuck in a slave system that demands that you worship money to survive that you do this menial labor that you shouldn't have to do that we live in a slave society that force you to do labor intensive bullshit you don't want to do to do yard work which is just basically Eco terrorism

To do a whole slew of shit to obey the Zeitgeist to do a whole bunch of other shit that be beating on the head with religions you don't give a fuck about

And they have politics control you like a white master in front of a black slaves 😡 it's that fucked up in life life is that disgusting it's always been that way there's always been a ruling class over the peasants they just called a different thing throughout the age the ruling class is always changed their political power but they always stayed in political power even before the time of Babylon they've been in political power there's always been a ruler class and has always been a peasant class they just changed the words up a lot to make it seem like it's something else but nothing ever changes technology changes but nothing ever really truly fucking changes you're just a slave unless you're one other people you are Pleb

You are nothing more than a fucking condom in this world or a tampon your whole life is to be used and discarded that's what you are you're a tampon made to feel special and like you have some value and you have Some right

you have no rights

. . .

Your Existence is meaningless mic is is meaningless you're fucking dog existence is meaningless or the cats the reason why I'm so heavy on the Paranormal because that's the only thing that has meaning not only is being a ghost spiritual 24/7 not only is being a ghost one of the greatest things there is not only is being a ghost you have no fucking responsibilities whatsoever

Being a ghost is so fucking great you don't hate you don't have to obey gravity you don't have to obey physical boundaries you don't have to obey anything no walls to dick can conduct you there are no longer to dictate your actions you can live forever you as long as you're careful the soul won't be murdered the soul can die the soul is like fire if the fire has a perfect fuel source it can go on forever but fire maybe immortal with the right fuel source but looks like all energy it's not invincible

I don't want to get into that I'm just saying that the soul can do whatever the fuck it once practically

You shouldn't care so fucking much if you get to be a ghost you're free at that point you don't have to eat you don't have to drink you don't have to shit you don't have to piss I mean you still have to sleep so let's do a few basic kind of like a sleep thing they need to recharge energy or going to Extreme low power mode basically

But my only Point here is me trying to tell you, that life is absolutely fucking meaningless life should have now been created life did reprehensible damage to multiple Souls throughout the Universe it got a lot of souls to literally not understand that their souls it got a lot of conscious energy to believe that it's not energy and that is not really conscious

Life is actually a bad thing there's a reason why you can feel so much physical pain when you're alive but you feel hardly any when you're dead there is a reason why being dead has all the benefits all the pros and basically none of the cons and being alive has all the cons and zero pros

Because life is more or less a punishment it's not a school does not a lesson you're not to learn anything you're just a suffer being alive is like getting the middle finger from God

[lady-of-the-spirit]

I still love LO (I have a soft spot for most things Hades x Persephone related 😅), but I really wish Hades' obvious special treatment of Persephone was actually treated as such. Not even neccesarily by Hades and Persephone, but just make it clear that Hades is in the wrong here. You know what would be funny? If or when Persephone is put to work again, she actually proves to be so bad at it that Hades finally sees what everyone else has been telling him this entire time.

Also, the age difference. Sure, they're gods. But given how shocked Hades was that Persephone was only sixteen and not sixteen hundred, they clearly have established age limits. I think I saw this in another Hades and Persephone comic too. Point is, why not just go the Rapunzel route and just make Persephone into a very sheltered adult? Or just not bring up the age thing at all.

And Persephone looking like Rhea... Oedipus complex much? Unless it's just a visual thing, which doesn't really help, either.

Honestly, out of all the things in this series I'm most annoyed with, it's actually a pretty minor one and that would be with how Hestia has been portrayed so far. Everyone else more or less has something in common with their original counterpart in one way or another, but Hestia is just made out to be hypocritical and borderline condescending. Even as someone who tends to separate myth from adaptation, it doesn't make it any less annoying. Hestia is an incredibly minor character in general and I'm not even a devotee, so it shouldn't bother me this much, but it does, and I! Don't! Know! Why!

One thing this did make me realize though is that I don't mind Athena being in a relationship since I literally thought nothing of it when her being with Hestia was confirmed (or maybe I'm just desensitized to it at this point), it's her having children is what I have a problem with (looking at you, CHB!). Although, you would think that if any of the virgin goddesses were to be in a relationship, it'd be Artemis and now I kinda want an AU where her and Athena are either pining after each other from afar or are secretly dating and Hestia is just completely oblivious to it either way.

Sorry for the rant, btw! I just have a lot of feelings right now!

Always feel free to rant in my inbox anon! I welcome it.

ESPECIALLY BECAUSE YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING.

(my own rants below the cut)

Persephone was hired without a proper interview and without knowing how to use a computer or the software her job required. That just SCREAMS special treatment. I've said before, while Persephone may have won the job "fairly" through the chess game, I HIGHLY doubt that Hades would have given anyone other than Persephone the chance to play him.

Really, the fault of Persephone being underqualified for the job lies with Hera, Hecate, and Hades - Hera for forcing Persephone to go to the job, Hecate for not making sure Persephone knew what she was doing, and Hades for letting everything she does slide. Her lack of qualifications mostly had to do with her not knowing how to work the software. She did get Minthe to show her how to use it, but I don't think we got the chance to see if she became better at her job afterwards. so it's anyone's guess if she can actually do her job now.

I would not have a problem with the special treatment Hades gives her if the narrative didn't go out of its way to show that it wasn't special treatment. Persephone is a paid intern and Hades says himself he does not pay the other interns. This is BLATANT favouritism but it's never brought up. Instead we get Hades being all "this isn't special treatment I'm just doing this with her bc blah blah blah" and it's BULLSHIT.

I'VE BROUGHT UP THE AGE THING BEFORE AND I SAID THIS EXACT SAME THING. The age thing didn't need to be a factor at all! Like, they're immortal gods, we don't need to know their physical ages. Why should we care? They're immortal and they're GODS. Persephone could have passed for a very small woman.

The Rhea thing bothers me SO MUCH. She and Persephone could pass as mother and daughter more than Persephone and Demeter. Add that to the way that Hades is called "a spitting image of Cronus" (and the parallel between Hermes saying his mom deserves nice things and Hades saying Persephone deserves nice things) sets off some warning bells. Also? Rhea should have been green and purple instead of Demeter. Hades takes Cronus's colouring, Zeus and Poseidon get Rhea's colouring. Automatically makes way more sense and gets rid of the weirdness of Persephone looking exactly like Hades' mom.

Anon I agree SO HARD with you on Hestia. I'm also not a devotee or worshiper or anything, but I always liked Hestia most out of the pantheon ever since I was little, and her portrayal in LO offended me almost on a personal level. Like, she's a goddess who just wants everyone to be kind and avoid family drama!! She doesn't even get any big myths!!! why'd LO do her so dirty?!

also I want that pining au now. someone get on that. someone give Artemis some nice things, she really needs them.

Yeah, overall I still enjoy Lore Olympus enough to not cut myself off from it entirely, and I want to see how things work out, and I’m not immune to cute HxP moments, but jeez does this series have a lot of problems. I don’t think I was this vocal about this series until after I became more critical of it lmao

[gear-project]

You have an analysis and interpretation on Drift? The song is literally becoming one of my favorites because of how complex Happy Chaos really is as a character.

If it were up to Happy Chaos, the song "Drift" itself would not have ANY CONCLUSIVE analysis!

Of course, he doesn't run this blog, now does he~?

The story of the Original Sage's pursuit of knowledge to find the answer to an absolute truth (in regards to the Backyard), certainly took more than 10 years, in fact it took him relatively 100 years to return to the rest of Humanity!

But, he (unfortunately) forgot about the "answer to helping Humanity" in 2 seconds.

Rather, much like his creation, the Universal Will, he lost track of his own definition of Humanity!

He claims to want to maintain Humanity's "definition", or "focal point of focus", but he himself is no longer human. Even someone Irregular like Axl Low feels disgusted just looking at him.

So what's the difference between being a Genius, and being Insane? Not much.

"200 eyes" look upon him with scorn (well, certainly more than 200, what's obvious isn't always evident).

600 (lives lost) (or more) on account of him.

The Crusades were sure fun for him~

But to him, Death is just a number... Atrocity the same as Heroism, equivalent values.

He lost track of the blood on his hands, even if the truth isn't entirely evident and damning. (Which is why Anji and Chipp are chasing him, why Baiken and Delilah loathe him... Why History twisted BECAUSE of him.)

Ah, but who's counting death tolls and obituaries, anyway, Right~?

He doesn't want any conclusions to judge his actions... he's far from done having his fun, after all...

All for the WAVES...

The passage of Time, such a dull thing, at first glance.

When you're trapped inside a white room with nothing to do and nowhere to go, you don't see it at first.

You'll NEVER see it, if you keep thinking like a SANE person.

The waves... the drifting from moment to moment to moment, the experience of seeing and doing everything, both good and bad.

As he says, "You can DESTROY ANYTHING, You can SAVE ANYTHING"

So long as the Waves continue to Ebb and Flow.

The Passage of Time (waves), rids Humanity of attachment to what it values. (Very true, in his particular case.)

But (he asks), "Is that Aging or Growth"?

People have "answers" but they are different in each time and place (according to him).

He is no longer INTERESTED in any theories the world has to make about himself or any actions he takes. His "answer" is defined by whom he now is.

And that he "simply" now Exists.

In his boredom he unraveled the "rug" called the Backyard and discovered the "Absolute Truth" called "Necessity".

Cause and Effect. Not "Fate", not "Irony", not "Destiny". Nothing colorful or fun.

A Black Sea of Waves. Time ever moving forward.

And yet those waves carry him to new things each and every time he does and goes somewhere new~.

He "exists". (No matter what he did.)

HE EXISTS! (No matter what he is, no matter what happens to him. Immutable, Immortal.)

He "became" the Black Sea... carried along by one moment to the next.

He drifts along the "Infinite Expanse" of Possibility (Fortune and Misfortune), to a "Finite" Individual... a Finite One... a person.

A person who may (possibly) give him MEANING to his "existence".

He lost everything that was important to him... but everything is beautiful anyway~.

In all of his drifting, he finally observed Humanity:

They tried to "awaken" themselves... to evolve past their stagnant selves.

Over reliance on technology, over reliance on Magic, over reliance on Weapons, on Fear, on Power, on Prestige.

The world is boring with that kind of power.

Humans became lazy, always consuming their own potential by the time they could put it to use.

Giving in to "Hope" that someone else would fulfill their "Destiny" for them.

The Hundred Mouths that (once) spoke of him as the Savior of Humanity... the next Einstein, the next Neumann... the next great (condemned) HOPE.

And the Hundreds (of billions) of lives yet to be born in the world... who knew nothing of what he did, knew nothing of who he was, knew nothing of themselves or their own potential.

More "Possibility" cast upon the Endless Black Waves~

The Truth is either "True" or it has not YET been "Made True"... not always real, not always established, sometimes embellished, sometimes twisted for convenience.

The "Grand Rhythm" of Life he witnessed... the Orchestra of Irony that was Humanity~!

Never the same tone... Cacophonic, and yet still MUSIC TO HIS EARS~!

Who would stop this flow~ Who would DARE!?

Once the Violence (and bloodshed) ends... to him the sky remains a crystalline blue... filled with Infinite Possibility.

That is all he desires... for the flow (and himself) to continue onwards and Drift.

He drifts (once again tonight) with a Wandering Trust (no values or intentions, Good or Evil).

He'll become the Universe itself!

And so, once again he drifts (carried always by the waves), along the Infinite World... to the next "finite one".

On to the next "Finite person" (I-No) who would become his "Infinite Meaning".

The Everything (Nothing) that Exists... to give him a Reason for his own existence.

A "Human" to define his "Inhumanity".

[raydom-gamer]

I got to lesson 53-54 myself just now so I was hoping to discuss it with you if you're okay with that. My own reaction was similar to yours, but all my ire was aimed at Solomon. Barbatos and MC literally have no relationship prior to this so I have a hard time calling what he did a betrayal. Asmodeus is in a pact with MC, but he's also in a pact with Solomon. He was never "solely" MC's. But Solomon? The trusted mentor? I hope we get more follow up on this side of him in the plot. Otherwise...

/cont/ Maybe my lack of reaction to Barb and Asmo is due to my total apathy of them. But I liked Solomon, really liked him. Now I'm heartbroken T_T and I don't even get comforted. Instead I'm told to suck it up. MC... is a real trooper, for seemingly moving on so quick. I couldn't do the same. Especially not when my face of betrayal is immortalized on Devildom social media forever. Wasn't an entire horror game's plot based on this exact premise? I need someone to make a fanfic now. T_T

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Absolutely, I love people's thought processes and opinions on things.

I also forgot to mention this in my previous post but do to the way Solomon was behaving in the last couple chapters, I honestly suspected that Asmodeus and Barbatos would probably turn on MC but I figured that they would at least give MC a fair shot. Not literally wait for MC to have their back turned on them.

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You are very right that Barbatos is kind of a wild card because MC really don't have a relationship with him. I'm aggravated with Barbatos because depending on the answers you give to the chapter give you a little more peek into Barbatos the demon. At least to me it felt like you were finally going to get to know him better. Barbatos is also kind of like an enigma because he's always been there through most of the chapters but you rarely hear anything about him outside of just being still go Diavolo's butler and being able to time travel. So throughout the two chapters you get to actually have more conversation with Barbatos and for me it was almost like we are finally making a foundation of a relationship between MC and Barbatos. So knowing that he planned on taking MC's tail no matter what feels like a betrayal to me like the whole foundation that MC were building with Barbatos wasn't made out of concrete it's made of quicksand. Which actually makes me trust him less, I know his loyalty is to Diavolo but the way he's able to hold a conversation with MC like it's meaningful but he also gives you nothing in return. It also irks me in a way because Barbados knows everything about MC from the profile that Lucifer red all the way to the documents that proved MC is human Lilith's descendant. That's why I feel like it was a betrayal with him because he literally knows everything about MC and gives MC nothing about himself to the point where he dances around your questions.

As for Asmodeus, I didn't think about that during my first post that he is indeed both of Solomon's and MC's demon. You are completely right about that. So I am a little less upset with Asmo but I'm still in the same squad as his brothers mad about those photos. I'll put some tanner in his foundation.

Then there is Solomon, I had a problem with Solomon since the beginning of the game. Solomon and Diavolo have the same vibe at times to me that they're both so old and bored that will do nice things for you but they're going to take the piss out of you in the process. Like every time I've seen Solomon do something nice or helpful to MC it's usually for his own entertainment.

After all that's how you got the pack with Asmo was him wanting to see what you were capable of doing if you actually had powers. Powers that if you abused or did something harmful to others, he could have easily take from you.

Then there's the start of chapter 21 where he literally walks into MC's life says hey we're going back to Devildom and teleports MC back without even a regard of their life. Like what is MC was off to see their family or had an important job interview. Nope time to go on an adventure and then he landed you on Satan's head.

Solomon is now MC's mentor which is good because a human who doesn't know how magic works and you're apparently powerful enough that you had an angel rob another angel to keep the peace amongst the three realms. And he volunteers MC into a sorcerer test and does it in the most chaotic way possible. Outside of like a weird dominance thing there was no real need for him to put Lucifer in such a vulnerable position. Especially when he convinced Lucifer's brother's to start that entire video game session where Solomon who apparently was a teammate then announces at the very end that he was the enemy.

This entire two chapters is again just came to setting you up for some kind of weird game to test you somehow only for your teammates to announce themselves as the enemies who then gets control over MC to do whatever they want. Yes they asked harmless request out of MC but to quote Lucifer "Demons can't control themselves when temptation is right in front of them." At a human willing to do anything for them without the ability to say no is quite the temptation.

Solomon is always been kind of a hot and cold relationship with MC but I feel like either he's projecting something on MC considering when MC went to the wizard place with him, Lucifer and Beelzebub. He mentioned that he lost someone important to him and they're still at that place. Or something like that it's been a while since I read the chapter. Solomon just keeps putting MC in situations that would be a lot less upsetting if you would just talk it out. Solomon just likes to wait till people are forced into the situation before even mentioning anyting of useful.

[lilmissbacon]

Why Jelsa is Ridiculously Stupid

Let me start off by saying that the idea of this ship was cute at first, I have nothing against it. In fact I have a few ships myself that have nothing to back them up. I am not making this to convince people to be anti, stop the ship itself, or spread any form of hate what so ever.

But this Jelsa fandom has gone too far. And when I say "jelsa shippers," of course I don't mean ALL of them, just about 80% of them.

In fact, I'm very appreciative of the few jelsa shippers who don't go around harassing others because "jelsa is life."

Also, allow me to correct you in saying that I'm not a jelsa hater, I'm a jelsa loather. There's a difference. Most jelsa haters, hate jelsa for the sake of hating it.

I genuinely hate it.

And don't go commenting about, "how do you know you don't like it if you've never tried it?" Because you see, that's where you're wrong. I did used to ship it, when I was 11. I was a child, I was new to the internet, I didn't know better. But I do now!

I am writing this so that some who may not know, will now understand why jelsa is bad and because I need to get all of this out of my system. I am slowly dieing inside.

First; I'm gonna go into how all the excuses to ship this are pointless. Next, I'll talk about just how these two would never work out as a couple. Then, will be what the toxicity has done to not just to the ship itself, but to the big four as well. And finally, I'll go into how uncreative the shippers are and just what horrible/stupid things they've done and are still doing.

1) Excuses are Pointless

Excuse #1: They have the same powers.

...Yeah, that's like saying you ship Lavagirl (Sharboy and Lavagirl) and Bolin (LoK) because they can both control lava. That's not a valid reason to ship anyone. There needs to be actual substance and I'll only say that once because that sentence applies to every excuse here.

Excuse #2: They look alike

🤦🤦🤦 First of all: that's also like saying you ship Tiana (Princess and the Frog) and Frozone (The Incredibles) because they're both black. Second of all: no they don't. It may be because I'm an artist so I notice small details, but here's how it is; Jack's hair is white, Elsa's is platinum blonde. Jack has a square chin, Elsa has a round face. Jack is much paler! THEIR EYES AREN'T EVEN THE SAME SHADE OF BLUE!!! Your excuse is null and void. Even so, if characters do look alike, then they're most likely to be related. Especially in animation.

Excuse #3: Jack can teach Elsa to have fun and Elsa can teach Jack to be serious

This clearly proves the point that jelsa shippers don't know these characters. The job of teaching Elsa how to be social and have fun is already taken by Anna. So if anything, Elsa will see Jack as a younger brother. And Jack wouldn't have been chosen to take on such a responsibility of guardianship if he didn't know when to quit. I don't know what it is about playful characters that make people think they're obnoxious. Jack is an immortal teenager with the heart of a child, that's what makes him a good guardian. But he's been alive for over 300 years, he bound to have the mind capacity of an adult and he does know better. He doesn't play when he's in battle, he's dead serious.

Excuse #4: They understand each other because they were both isolated for a long time

I don't know where you come from but people don't really "bond" over their trauma. Infact, if anything, that would make the relationship more unstable. Plus, Elsa isolated herself for 13 years because she was afraid of her powers. Jack was forced into isolation for 300 years! He has never been afraid of his powers and Elsa could still be seen throughout the day by parents and servants. They would never be able understand what the other went through.

Excuse #5: They both have a sister they love

SO WHAT?! At least half of the population have sisters. Simple as that. It's a horrible excuse.

Excuse #6: They both have an enemy in fear

Bruh, almost every fictional character has to deal with their fears, literal or mental. It's not at all unique to these two.

Excuse #7: Jack can teach Elsa to control her powers

She already has control of them by the end of the movie. And even if you mean prier to that, the reason she couldn't control them was because she feared them. I doubt that even if she could see him and if he showed her his powers, she's be irrational, believing that their powers were different.

Excuse #8: William Joyce says he ships it

Really, you're going to base the possibility of a ship because the writer of the 'books' that "inspired" rotg says he likes it. First: the books and movie are not the same worlds. Two: he most likely stated this in order for jelsa shippers to shut up to him about it. And three: his own canon with the books is a mess as it is. With him adding a bunch on random/unnecessary details on twitter that have no relevance or reference in the books. Even if he does ship it, everything that's going on with Jack's character in the books is weird enough as it is. Plus he's physically 14 in the books. I know age doesn't really matter but Elsa would definitely feel weird about dating someone who looks so young when she's currently 24 by the second movie.

Excuse #9: They could've met before the events of rotg

Not a reason to ship them but whatever 🙄 Even if their stories were based in the same world (which it isn't), Elsa never would've believed in fairy tales. Having to grow up so soon and all. She believes in magic, of course, but you need to believe in the individuals themselves in order to see them. Plus it is very clear in rotg that Jamie is Jack's first believer.

Excuse #10: Now that Frozen 2 is out, they are both spirits who followed the memories of their loved ones. They can live forever together!

Once AGAIN, how does this factor to them being a good couple? Plus the title of spirit is different in the Frozen-verse than the Guardian-verse. Guardian-verse; they are un-aging beings who keep the entire world in balance. Frozen-verse; never confirmed to be immortal (especially since 3 out of 5 spirits are inanimate objects), magical things that keep a single forest secure. The only reason the elements needed a fifth spirit was most likely because the one before Elsa died of old age. Plus the idea of Elsa outliving Anna goes against the theme of sisterly love that both movies strive on. This can be changed in fanfiction but I hate how people lie about her mortality for an excuse to ship.

Excuse #11: They're both single

So what? People ship characters who aren't single with other characters all the time. That's not a reason to ship them. Especially since your statement is false because Tooth is Jack's canon love interest.

It is true that jelsa haters will give reasons to not ship that I necessarily don't agree with.

•Like the age gap — Jack has the mental capacity of an adult, as I've said before. He's smart enough to make his own choices.

•Elsa not being immortal — that doesn't mean they can't still date, even if he outlives her. Plus you can change that in fanfiction.

•They come from different studios and will never be canon — Again, this is fanfiction, we can do whatever we want.

•Elsa is independent and shipping her with someone takes her independence away — for one: most of the world is bound to find love at some point in time. I would imagine that Elsa would want to find love like her sister. Two: Mulan, Pocahontas and Jasmine are very independent and they all still ended up with men. Three: she's not that independent to begin with. Independence isn't relationship status, it's your ability to make it on your own and Elsa is clearly, very dependant on Anna and her safety. Which is actually what pushes her to being a bad sister in Frozen 2. In fact it is because they made her more 'independant' in the sequel that Elsa clearly, no longer loves Anna as much as Anna loves her (you can check out Watso Videos' video on YouTube about how Elsa is a bad sister bc I'm not gonna go into it here).

My god that was ALL just part one. This is gonna take forever 😰

2) How they would never work out

For Elsa, she needs someone who is calm and collected. A rock for her to stand on when she's being irrational. Possibly even someone who is very stoic and straight to the point but with enough sense of humor to lighten the mood. And now that I'm thinking about it, Honeymaren fits that description to a tee. I'm not one to push LGBT+ in anyone's face, but I'm not gonna judge ships on characters assumed sexualities either. Even though Honeymaren didn't have much screen time, her personality still showed through and Elsamaren could very well work.

Jack on the other hand needs someone who would be able to keep up with his playful nature as well as be a rock for him to stand on when he's emotional. Tooth is a good suitor even though I don't really ship it myself. Hiccup, Merida and Rapunzel could also fit in this description.

They don't have the ability to be each other's rocks. They can't be stable if they both need someone to keep them so. If they were to date, the relationship would crumble before it even began.

Plus Jack has to be a guardian and there are a lot of fanfics that go into this idea of Jack being the king of Arendalle? First off: I'm fairly certain that you can't marry into royalty to become king. At least in the real world. Second: Jack wouldn't be able to handle that responsibility with him already being a guardian. And he can't just leave guardianship either, it was what he always was and was ment to be. And Elsa has the responsibility of keeping a magical forest in check, she can't leave to become a guardian.

3) The Toxicity

Oh my God! The fanfiction! As I usually say, you can do whatever you want in fanfiction. But if you have to butcher all the characters so much in EVERY fanfic in order to make the ship work, then there's clearly something wrong here! In every fanfic I've ever seen, the characters are so out of character it's insane. Not just Jack and Elsa, every character.

Olaf for example, is practically in love with Jack first meeting, in every fanfic. If he were to actually meet Jack, he would be apprehensive of him.

It's horrifying in not only that, but jelsa shippers will add Rapunzel a lot, just in spite of Jackunzel. They turn Rapunzel into a needy ex-girlfriend of Jack's when in reality, she's a very sweet and kind soul. Even if she and Jack had dated, they would've split on good terms and stayed friends after. There have also been cases where they do the same but with Tooth. Sometimes even both and it's honestly sick.

And let's talk about the sexism as well HAHA! I swear to God, they will rewrite Frozen but where Jack will save Elsa instead of Anna. They write Elsa as a hormonal teenage girl who falls in love with Jack within seconds.

This is from an actual jelsa shipper, my dude. WTF!!! They make Jack super dominant as well as a douche who cheats on Elsa half the time. Jack is not that dominant, he's a very emotional guy. And he'd be the most faithful boyfriend on the planet. He was alone for 300 years! If anything, he'd be clingy but not too clingy because he also understands personal space.

And if you like angsty fanfiction where a character cheats on the other, there are literally no fanfics where Elsa cheats on Jack. As if a woman couldn't possibly cheat. This is very sexist towards men and women and is toxic as hell.

If anything, Elsa would cheat on Jack, she's not exactly trustworthy in keeping promises or being loyal.

I swear, half of the jelsa shippers has never even seen rotg and just go by what they read in others fanfiction.

Jelsa shippers have gotten so bad about this ship that they've low-key harassed people for not shipping it, as well as start shipping wars within the big four fandom. That's the reason the fandom truly shrunk after 2013. I've seen posts about people admitting to leaving the fandom because it got so bad.

4) The Shippers

Jelsa shippers have literally threatened lives, not just to other fans but even to the creators of the movies. Literally threatening them into making the ship canon. They've made patitions to make it canon as if that would work. They've even harassed a lot of recent shippers to Elsamaren because "jelsa is canon."

Oh look at that, they're homophobic too...

...

...

...

... That's great 🙃

Isn't it a bigger sin to love a celestial being though? Therefore the fact that you –as a toxic christian– ship Elsa with a spirit it worse.

THEY'RE DELUSIONAL!!! So many of them have shipped jelsa so long that legit think it's canon!

Not only all that mess but there are literally more jelsa games on the internet then there are Merida games. I'm specifying this for personal reasons (aka Merida is my fave Disney princess)

And let's continue on with what really aggravates me as an artist. Jelsa shippers, stealing artwork, mostly from Jackunzel. This is not just a rumor, it's very much real.

And it doesn't help when all of their actual original fanart is just them taking scenes from Frozen and adding Jack. Then to add more salt on the wound is that almost all the fanfiction is the same, whether it'd be based during Frozen, rotg or in a highschool au.

There's literally nothing original about or going on with this ship, even after Frozen 2 came out, the shippers and fanfiction haven't changed. If anything it made the shippers spike up again.

The only thing that could say is original about jelsa is the frost daughter fanon. Oh boy! What we have to unpack here.

This is something that I recently heard about...

...

I am mortified.

Frost daughters is this little thing that jelsa shippers came up with, believing Jack and Elsa (if they could get pregnant) would have nothing but girls. What's scary about it is they're designs. Like they're trying to be original... But it's not really going great.

Most of them are just young!Elsa copies, some are edits of Elsa with Jack's hair color.

For example:

This is fine, this follows genetrical rules. I'm fine with this.

But what has me low-key petrified are some of the other designs.

Like... WTF IS ALL OF THIS!!! Where are this colors coming from?!! I don't understand 😭 You can see in the screen shots that these are literally titled as daughters of jelsa.

The white haired ones are fine. The ginger is understandable. Got it from Elsa's dad's genes. That's okay. A few are wearing pink? They can wear what ever they want. But wtf I'd going on with Nevada? Why is she black? Jack and Elsa the pastiest of white! And you cannot tell me that she got it from Elsa's mom because this was made BEFORE Frozen 2 and her mother is still white as an adult.

Where tf does the blue and pink hair come from? None of these make sense!

I want to kill myself, just looking at these!

That's gonna be the end of this rant

Now I'll say it again, I really have nothing against the ship itself. I too have casual ships that make no sense. But with ALL the fanfiction and fanart being so unoriginal and most jelsa shippers low-key being dangerous, it's hard for me respect people's opinions about it.

I try, trust me, I do! But it's become so murky in my brain that I can't tell the difference anymore and I'm also just not a fan of Elsa's character in general. And I like ships that actually make sense.

And being that I'm an equalist... it's really hard for me to look at this stuff and not get pissed off. I'm sorry if all of this comes off as aggressive because it kinda is.

I'm just very passionate, okay?

I hope you understand where I'm coming from. None of the pictures I used are mine. And I hope you have a good day?

[khaleesiofalicante]

HI, IT'S ME! YOUR LOCAL CHAOTIC WEIRDO!!!!! I'M BACK AGAIN LIKE I AM TWICE EVERY WEEK

IT'S MY BOY DAVID THIS TIME! WHY AM I SO HYPER! MAYBE BECAUSE THEY KISSED! AND I HAD TO SUPPRESS MY SCREAMS BCAUSE IM IN CLASS AND THE REST OF MY FAMILY IS OUTSIDE MY DOOR (NOT LITERALLY OFC)

OK OK OK OK OK OK

MAX AND DAVID ARE AT THE LONDON INSTITUTE YESYESYESYES

He rather liked that part in a story – when the hero fell, and everything seemed bleak. It always meant that hope was just around the corner. Because darkness never lasted. It was always followed by light. There was nothing more beautiful than that kind of sunrise.

THIS

I literally live my life by this analogy

AHHH DAVID IS ON HIS TRAVEL YEAR AND MAX IS WITH HIM

SCREAM

well i can't scream because my mom is sitting right there and I have class in 4 minutes so imma smile really wide

“Are you planning to read the entire library during your travel year?” Max chuckled.

“Of course not,” David replied. “I will need longer than a year to accomplish that goal.”

Me.

Wait

does max not being able to make portals have something to do with his lineage?

like

demon parent

ok so my programming class started 2 minutes early but screw programming I'm gonna be studying minds not this shit

ok that's a very bad attitude for someone who needs good grades in this year

Max was always hungry.

this is so me

KIT

KIT

KIT

KIT

KIT

KIT

TY

THEY MENTIONED TY

also if David doesn't become an institute head in the future THEN WHAT'S THE POINT

“Where is the kitchen?” Max interrupted.

max is such a mood

He had told Max that he had centuries to perfect his magic, that there was no need to rush it. Max had given him a noncommittal nod and nothing more.

HE'S GONNA MAKE THE BEST PORTALS YOU'LL SEE

“I won’t tell the Consul,” Kit winked.

At the mention of the Consul, David straightened up. He had been trying to get into Alec Lightwood’s good graces for years now. He didn’t think sharing a room with his son would do him any favors.

DAVID UDUCDFUHKDUHVUHSDH

PLEASE IF WE DON'T GET A CUTE ALEC AND DAVID SCENE SOON

KIT CALLED TESSA MOM

oh my god

Word was that Mr. Herondale had gone back to his obsession with brewing tea.

JACE

I have so many emotions right now but all I'm gonna say is that I'm so so proud of Rafael

“Do you not want to sleep with me?” Max asked.

UH-

WELL-

DAVID STOP THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE AND ALL THE SHIT

STOP IT

OH MY GOD THE ONE BED TROPE

MAX IS IN HIS ARMS I'M ABOUT TO-

takes a deep breath don't scream. everyone outside this door thinks you're taking programming class

OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE JUST GET TOGETHER ALREADY

AWW JULIAN PAINTED PORTRAITS FOR THE INSTITUTE

The one of Will Herondale and Tessa Gray – A love that had transcended reality and lasted a lifetime.

The one of James Herondale and Cordelia Carstairs – A love that had started with a lie and then blossomed into nothing but happiness and devotion.

The one of Lucie Herondale and Jesse Blackthorn – A love that had been so powerful that it rewrote the past.

The one of Jace Herondale and Clary Fairchild – A love that had walked through hell and shaken up the heavens.

And then there the final one. The one of Kit Herondale and Tiberius Blackthorn – A love that had survived distance and darkness and doom.

This omg...

He wanted a love story. The kind he read in the books. The kind he saw in these portraits.

But he wasn’t a Herondale. He wasn’t sure if he was destined for that kind of love.

HEY

DON'T THINK LIKE THAT

The first part though

same

He might have been a little too excited. It was biologically impossible to control yourself when you find a stranger reading your favorite book in the whole world.

SO TRUE

“I see you already made a new friend,” Max said.

He sounded a little…odd. As if he was not pleased that David had made a new friend.

honey...

take a guess

can I jump in and bash their heads together?

“You are thinking of conjuring chocolate syrup, aren’t you?” David chuckled.

“How do you always know what’s on my mind?” Max chuckled back.

Because I know you, David wanted to say. I just wish I knew what’s in your heart too.

OH MY GOD I CANT WITH THIS

“You get chocolate syrup! You get chocolate syrup! You get chocolate syrup!” Max was yelling, standing on the chair.

They residents laughed harder, and David shook his head fondly. He hoped one day Max would pursue a career in theatre. He was a born showman.

can I have chocolate syrup?

also, the way David is just so fond of him like DYUSDGYJCDYUJM

“By the angel, do you have to be a drama queen about everything?” the boy next to them muttered – not so quietly.

David blinked. That was uncalled for.

But Max being Max was completely unfazed. “Of course I do. My Bapa would be personally offended otherwise.”

exactly you rude little shit

Max often pretended like people’s words didn’t hurt him - just as he pretend that fire doesn’t burn or wounds don’t bleed.

wow ok stop calling me out

Is max jealous??????

is he??????

how are people so good at languages like damn

TY

TY

TY

TY

“Oh my god,” Max groaned. “Is he already telling people to check on me?”

LMAO

using mundane medicine...

that's risky

but it's also something that WILL help

can't warlocks tamper with the blood samples?

A part of him wondered if that’s why he had agreed to send Max away to London – at least for a week. Because sometimes you didn’t want other people to see you were hurting.

alec I really goddamn hope you're dealing with this well

some of whom had even decided to die than get help from a warlock.

alright then gets my knives but you chose this :D

Nobody brought a book down for breakfast if they didn't like to read.

yes but sometimes also to seem busy so people won't bother you or you won't look alone.

“I know,” the boy said as he walked past them to the gate. “I sat on the stairs and thought about life for a few good minutes.”

his family is the one who took over David's previous institute (i can't spell that. marse- marselli- wat??) methinks.

The gang always visited whenever all of them were in the city together. They would have so much fun! Of course, the 'fun' mostly entailed Rafael stopping Georgia from drinking random potions she found in the stalls, Selena stopping Lexi from opening a psychic booth to help people talk to Raziel and of course David stopping Max from running to the gambling booths.

LMAO, I CANT WITH THIS-

Rafe: I am anxiety.

me at any given moment

EW TESTICLES HE'S EATING THOSE-

ok maybe I'm the only person who's really picky when it comes to food and doesn't eat the majority of things

“Anything on Magnus Bane?” Max asked.

“No,” the woman snapped and shoved some of the letters into a bag and hide it under the table. “Leave Magnus Bane alone!”

“Appreciate your loyalty,” Max winked at her and started examining a diary.

I like her.

"Everyone should be participating in this" -my programming teacher

me, an intellectual: participating in what?? goes to the class web THE FUCK IS THAT

“Something for the shadowhunter?” the woman smiled. “Perhaps an unpublished snippet from the Beautiful Cordelia?”

“Do you have any love letters?” David asked.

“Hmmm,” the woman went through the pages. “I do have a correspondence between an Iblis demon and Christopher Lightwood? Would you be interested in that?”

if u don't mind I would love to see both of those-

you know I just remembered I have a computer assignment I need to submit by the end of this week fml

“Never fall in love with an immortal,” she giggled again. “We don’t like staying in one place.”

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP

MAX WHERE ARE YOU

why are we using x and 3 in programming class what the heck is going on

“I’m not just some warlock,” Max said, his voice low. “I’m Magnus Bane’s son.”

GIVE HIM THAT NECKLACE BACK

we usually have programming once a week on our physical school days and those are fun because my and my friend are continuously passing notes and talking to each other through writing

The scene where Max fought off all the evil people who tried to steal his valuable belonging. He would fight without breaking a sweat and throw magic fireballs at everyone and then get his necklace back. And then he would kiss David in front of everyone and it would somehow rain all of a sudden.

But life wasn’t a movie or a book. Life was just life.

life's boring

fuck life

I just heard a student ask "why are we not taking out the values of b and c" BESTIE I THOUGHT WE WERE DOING PROGRAMMING AND NOT ALGEBRA?????

“I know there wasn’t anyone to protect you before,” Magnus Bane had said. “But we are here now. We will protect you. This will protect you.”

He hadn’t wanted it back then. He didn't even want it even now.

He didn’t want something to protect him. Most importantly, he didn’t want to cover his scar. He didn’t want to hide it. He wasn’t ashamed of it. It wasn’t a mark of a victim. It was the mark of a survivor.

So, David had smiled and given the bracelet back.

“I never wanted to be protected,” David had replied. “I only ever wanted to be loved.”

The warlock had smiled at that and given David a hug. It had felt different than other hugs he had experienced since he had come to New York.

It wasn’t just the magic. Magnus Bane carried so much love inside himself you could literally feel it through him.

I'm gonna cry during my programming class (where we're doing variables apparently all of a sudden??)

this is so beautiful

“I wasn’t talking about Bapa,” Max said now. “I was talking about the other one.”

David chuckled at that. “Oh, yeah. He is definitely going to kill you.”

what flowers would you like at your funeral?

so Jackson has family troubles

I've definitely got that

yeah I know what it's like to be jealous of someone else's perfect family

JACKSON WTF

Is he trying to ruin max's relationship with his family???

oh hell no

JACKSON THE AUDACITY

“One stolen necklace, One broken nose and One bruised cheek,” he said. “And you’ve been in London for less than a day.”

kit seriously? but is he wrong though?

“This is what I get for falling for a Lightwood-Bane,” David sighed and walked through the portal.

WELL AT LEAST HE'S SELF AWARE

Jackson...

in some ways, I can empathize with him. my younger self anyway. but Jackson this is not how you do things

There was a moment of silence and then Magnus Bane giggled.

“I do love it when the quiet ones go feral,” the warlock grinned.

MAGNUS

NOT.THE.TIME

(me too)

“David!” Mr Herondale gasped. “Is your hand okay?”

yup that's Jace y'all

David hated violence. He hated fighting – which he was often not allowed to say out loud considering he was a shadowhunter.

But it was the truth. He hated hurting people – or even things. It made him feel sick.

“It’s alright, Chouchou,” Mr Herondale ran a hand through David’s hair. “Next time, just-”

“Use my words?” David asked.

“Just don’t get caught,” the man winked.

and that is why I would never want to be a shadowhunter.

I know saying that doesn't do anything but when I first read tsc I wanted to be a shadowhunter really badly and damn that was some time ago but now...violence of any kind is my biggest trigger idek why. and I hate that so much because what kind of a person gets triggered by loud voices and fighting EVEN ON SCREEN??? I usually just push myself to watch stuff because it's dumb. I refuse to see trigger warnings before reading a book or watching a show because damn it, I should be able to stand those things I'm, not a child. and it may be doing me more harm than good but I shouldn't feel like this in the first place

okay...that was long

ANYWAY

“David, I appreciate you standing up for Max,” the Consul said. “But next time, please try not to punch anyone in the face.”

“Yes, sir,” David nodded. “Because it’s wrong.”

“Because it means more paperwork for me,” the Consul groaned and then straightened up. “But yes. Absolutely. Very wrong. No punching people!”

LMAO ALEC

Jackson...

oh

oh

oh

I was wrong then

He was grinning. Magnus Bane must have raised hell in the shadow market.

that must have been fun

Max was doing that thing where he was not trying to pout but he was mostly definitely pouting. It made David want to kiss him. But then the Consul spoke, and David reminded himself he didn’t want to be the third person to get punched in the face this evening.

well-

“I understand that Jackson has been through a lot. But that’s not an excuse for him to hurt those around him. I learned that lesson the hard way. So, you shouldn’t excuse his behaviour.”

someone's trauma and pain is never an excuse to hurt others

but that doesn't mean we should invalidate their trauma either

“You can stay back and try to help him. I won’t stop you,” the man got up now. “But if he tries to hurt you-”

“You will unleash hell?” David chuckled.

“Worse,” the other man grinned. “I will unleash Lexi.”

that is much much worse

Books brought him comfort in so many ways. Just holding one in his hands automatically made him feel better.

oh my god

he gets it

I always have a book with me when I'm out even if I'm not gonna get the time to read it because just the weight and comfort of it in my hands or in my backpack brings me so much comfort and helps with my social anxiety so much

no one understands when I try to tell them that

you get it...

someone gets it finally

AYYY IRENE

“David, it’s very sweet that you want to protect Jackson,” Kit pointed out. “But literally no one is buying that. Not even Irene.”

The lynx purred on his lap as if she agreed with Kit.

“I could break into a liquor cabinet,” David said a little indignantly.

David is the nicest you can get

David wouldn’t. Apparently, everyone already seemed to know that - even the lynx he had met five minutes ago.

we are solving something in class and it's really quiet because we're all doing our work (I'm reading the fic so-) and this one person had their mic open and they kept on whispering their steps and it was so weird I cant-

BUT YES DAVID IS A CINNAMON ROLL. EVEN THE LYNX KNOWS

“We were talking about shitty fathers,” Jackson pointed out. “You’re welcome to stay.”

“I’m gonna need something stronger than red wine for this conversation,” Kit chuckled.

I remember that bitch

David used to do it when he was a child. He used to pretend his life was a story. He used to pretend everything that happened to him was happening to some other boy – a boy who wasn’t real. A boy who lived inside a book. Because it hurt a little less when you pretend like it wasn’t happening to you.

But the pain was still very real.

OK YOU CAN STOP CALLING ME OUT NOW

“I fucking hate ogres,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Was your father an ogre too?” Jackson asked.

“He was more like a harpy,” Kit snorted. “He was always flying and fleeing. I didn’t know how deep his talons were in my head until it was too late.”

you really like traumatizing all your characters, don't you?

I really fucking hope the ogre got what he deserved

and if the angel is dead then fuck everyone

“I mean, there was that time when Sebastian Morgenstern turned my father into the endarkened, and then he went around killing people. So, I would say he was more like a zombie,” the man was explaining now. “The zombie father tried to kill me but my brother killed him first.”

“Good lord!” Jackson said in shock.

Kit chuckled softly. “Boy do shadowhunters need therapy.”

they really do

He knew about those from New York. He knew Mr Herondale and Miss Fairchild went for one together.

YES GET THEM THERAPY

“Yikes,” Kit chuckled. “I’d prefer something classier. How about London Boys?”

“None of us are from London though,” Tiberius pointed out.

“The Beatles are not actually beetles, Ty,” Kit chuckled. “It’s just for pizazz.”

damn guys

Then the idea of a band turned into a possible YouTube channel where they would react to cute animal videos.

YS DO IT

“When people do awful things, really awful things, at one point we stop being surprised. Like what Valentine did to his children or what our fathers did to us or what those women did to Rafael. We might have been shocked or disgusted. But it wasn’t unrealistic, was it?”

“I guess not,” the boy said.

“Even when they did the most unimaginable acts of cruelty, it somehow managed to fit into our imagination. We accepted that the world can be unrealistically cruel. The kind of cruelty we will never understand. But why isn’t it the same for kindness? Why is that when someone is too kind, we automatically feel uncomfortable? We judge their intensions or think they are just pretending to be nice. We think they are being unrealistic. Why is that?”

we get so used to cruelty that kindness feels weird

“But that’s how our life works, doesn’t it? It’s a giant ball of what ifs and could have beens and if nots. What if my father had loved me instead of hurt me? Could I have been kinder if I was hugged instead of being abused? Would have I been a different person if not for my trauma? Our lives are an endless collection of theories about our real selves. The one didn’t we never had the chance to become.”

THIS

I used to spend a bunch of time on the what-ifs but those are useless. so screw the what-ifs and live in the present

“I guess we’ll never know, Jackson. None of us will never know how we would have turned out if things had been different for us. We never got the chance to be who were meant to be. Instead, we became who we had to become to survive what we went through. We will never know our true selves. We only know the version of us that made it through all the trauma.”

“Christ, that’s depressing,” Jackson said.

“It is,” David nodded. “But we made it through. We survived. I think we should focus on that.”

you survived. that's what matters

“There is nothing wrong with wanting to be rescued,” David smiled.

I wish I had heard this before...

maybe I don't always have to be strong. maybe it's ok sometimes just want to be saved.

I'm so happy that both Jackson and David found each other

David had learned Gaelic. Jackson had learned how to play the piano.

They had laughed and lived and loved and learned.

And they had survived – one day at a time. The London Boys.

they survived.

I know I'm always key smashing and screaming but these words, these lines, all these chapters mean so so much to me.

“You’ll write to me, won’t you?” David asked, hugging Jackson closely.

“No,” Jackson replied. “I will FaceTime you like a normal person, you weirdo!”

David laughed at that. “I prefer letters. They are more emotional.”

“I’ll text you,” Jackson countered. “With emojis.”

oh to have someone write me letters.

I love writing letters

once at the end of a school year, I wrote little letters to everyone in my class anonymously. even the people who had been mean to me. that was like 1-2 years after my transfer to that school and everyone practically hated me but I wanted to do something nice because who knows what someone is going through. I ended up not putting them in people's desks...

I threw them all away :)

but writing letters is superior

I often write my feelings down and give the letter to someone rather than talk to someone

if you receive a letter from me or a custom-made gift...you have reached my ultimate friendship

oh my god. THIS IS HOW I SHOULD TALK TO ONE OF MY FRIENDS ABOUT MY FEELINGS

It's kind of been a mess between us and I want to talk to her but I didn't know how to.

this is why i shouldn't send asks-

JACKSON CATCHING UP ON MAX AND DAVID

“You know what it means,” Jackson grinned harder. “Also, if that wanker tries to break your heart, I will break his face.”

“You know he is the Consul’s son?” David giggled.

“I’ve done it once and I will do it again,” Jackson shrugged. “He better treat you right.”

"wanker"

I HAVE A BRITISH ONLINE FRIEND AND THEY CALLED OUR AMERICAN ONLINE FRIEND A WANKER

AND OUR OTHER BRITISH FRIEND JOINED IN

WHILE ALL THE NON-BRITISH PEOPLE WERE LIKE "huh"

Lexi had cut her hair even shorter. Her girlfriend apparently got something called an undercut.

“Just in case someone dared to assume we were straight,” she had winked at him.

how many years has this fake dating been going on...

CENTURION SELENA

fterA the twins went to bed, David stepped out of the institute and went looking for his heart.

"went looking for his heart"

OH FUCK I FORGOT TO JOIN MY CLASS

MAX STOP DEPLETING YOUR SELF GODDAMN

And then somewhere along the way, Max’s heartbeat had become the steadiest thing in David’s life.

Max, with all his chaos and drama and danger, had become the steadiest thing in David’s life.

oh my god that's a parallel from canon

“Tell me why.”

“Ain't nothing but a heart break!!"

Max-

Max could make fireballs that killed demons on the spot. He could summon things from anywhere. He could heal people with his eyes closed. He was one of the youngest warlocks allowed to visit the spiral labyrinth.

Max was a warlock in every sense. A good one. A great one even.

he is so talented...

Only idiots would underestimate Magnus Bane’s power.

EXACTLY

He is probably going to be Consul like next week.”

David chuckled. “Next week?”

next week????

“Yeah, his smoking habits,” Max rolled his eyes.

Rafael wasn’t the smoker in the family. He knew who it was, but David would never open his mouth. It wasn’t his secret to tell.

this keeps on getting better

“It’s my hair!” David laughed.

“And you’re my David!” Max argued. “I say you are not allowed to grow your hair.”

MY DAVID

MY DAVID

MY DAVID

“I don’t want to downworld-splain it to you.”

Max blinked and then laughed. “You don’t want to what?”

“Downworld-splain,” David mumbled. “It’s when shadowhunters explain downworlders how to be downworlders.”

they were SO close to kissing

I'm gonna get in there and lock them in a closet together and tell them to FUCKING GET WITH IT

Remember who you are. Remember where you stand.

remember who you are. remember where you stand...

I know this is supposed to be about portals.

OH MY GOD THEY KISSED

THEY KISSED

IM SO CLOSE TO SCREAMING CLASS AND EVERYONE OUTSIDE THIS ROOM BE DAMNED

OH MY GOD DAVID FELL

reminds me of when alec fell down the stairs-

OH MY GOD I'M GONNA SCREAM

WE'RE GONNA GET MORE MAVID CONTENT SOON I'M SCREAMING INTERNALLY UYDRVFY7VSDU7UYVFSDUYGCADUYIGJCDSHJKGDVCSUGISDVHVF

ok, I have a computer assignment to get to and tests to study for. BUT I LOVED THIS CHAPTER SO SO MUCH!! THEY FINALLY KISSED I'M SO HAPPY!!!!!

Also I know I tend to go off track and you can totally ignore that. i just go crazy. BYEE

This live blog gives me so much life you don't even know. I am go glad you enjoyed the chapter. I love hearing you rant about it. It's refreshing lol.

And I looooooove the lil anecdotes you share in between. Also wtf is a programming class like nobody wants to learn programme what kind of hetero nonsense I-

FINISH YOUR ASSIGNMENTS AND STUDY FOR YOUR TESTS I'LL SEE YOU SOON :)

[blazingsaadi]

Everything wrong with Demon Slayer. In Bullet Points. Spoilers. Obviously.

•Tanjiro doesn't know what a demon is even though there's no reason why he shouldn't. There are so many around that a whole corp is needed to fight them, people in the village believe it, and Giyu was nearby which implies demons are in the area

•We're never told why the Demon Slayer Corp isn't recognized by the govt, nor does it make sense. Demons have been around for 100s of years as the strongest beings on the planet, with many witnesses and victims to verify their existence

•Tanjiro's setup is not done well. A common trope is for the mc to have a good life and have it taken away. When used correctly, the story takes the time to make us learn and care about the characters. The family is on screen for 2.5mins just to show they're a happy family and they aren't memorable. If I'm wrong give me each of their names, personalities, and guy to girl ratio without googling it

•What is the point of having 5 siblings if they're just going to die in less than 3 minutes? If we don't know the characters there's no reason to care if they die

•The training arc is greatly misused. 2 years in 1.5 eps. Should've been longer to flesh out Tanjro's forms and the overall power system (see my post on that if you're interested)

• It was never explained why Tanjiro could see the ghosts of former students

• Zero reasons to care about Nezuko and her 2-year sleep. We dont know anything about her and we know nothing bad will happen cause she's the entire focus of the mc's mission

• No explanation as to why she slept for 2 years. That may be how she heals, but why that long? Nothing prompted that time

• Nezuko's entire character is being cute. Cute is not a personality trait

• Zenitsu is a bad character. He's comic relief, but he isn't funny. His jokes: he screams, screams about girls, passes out from cowardice. Repeat

•Cant as get invested in fights because we don't know the movesets due to the abilities being specific and restricted (the result of bad training arc)

• Only thing good about the fights is the animation. The choreography is basic and uninspired. MHA is even better in that aspect

• 4 of the 6 lower demon moons were killed for no reason and we never see their abilities. They could and shouldve been used to show progression

MANGA and MOVIE SPOILERS

• Ranking system is barely used and has 0 references for strength. Tanjiro didnt even know how to check his rank and never did it again

•Tanjiro couldnt beat the 2nd weakest demon moon yet somehow beats the strongest of the lower six, roided up on Muzan's blood, with Inosuke's help

- Said demon not using his full power

is nothing more than plot

convenience

•Rengoku dies after the first arc where he's relevant. There's little reason for Tanjiro or the audience to be sad about his death because we barely knew him

• Tanjiro later goes on to talk to Rengoku's family like he knew him his whole life

•The Sound Pillar has a similar issue where he shows up for one arc, we get a bit of info and he's gone for the rest of the story. As for the rest of the pillars, there isn't much to them because we dont get to properly know them

•Example: Snake pillars backstory was shoehorned into the final battle where it had nothing to do with what's going on

•Inosuke gets stabbed in the chest by a poison hook and survived. The Sound Pillar who was trained to fight off poison succumbed to it, but Inosuke is fine because he's "a rugged mountain boy"

•Inosuke still had the strength to decapitate number 6

•Zenitsu randomly has a new ability called Godspeed. Never once mentioned or foreshadowed. Not even in the previous (2nd) training arc after infinity train

•A pillar gets stuck in a water trap by the 5th upper demon moon and cant break through it with his sword. A kid swordsmith fails to do it with a knife, be he somehow blows through it with his lungs

• The comment from the mangaka that the illustrations of the breathing forms are just visual representations and not actually there does not make any kind of sense with a lot of the fights

•Giyu and Tanjiro are losing badly to Demon Moon 3 and only won cause Tanjiro's face looks similar to someone he knew (who we dont care about) and lets himself die cause he Tanjiro helped remembered his past

• Misuse of flashbacks and backstories for most characters. They're either unnecessary, irrelevant to the whole story, or dont contribute anything

•Nezuko is way too op for no reason. The only demon who can recover from sleep, regenerates limbs at the pace of an upper 6 demon moon, gets a whole new transformation which was never explained, doesn't need to sleep to recover the energy, and still has enough power to burn away everyones poison

- her blood demon art is to set HER

BLOOD on fire, so that makes no sense.

There's zero explanation to it so choose

your headcanon

•Nezuko is the chosen one. Literally, she overcomes the sun. Because she can. The asspull was so great it echoed to the main villain, changed his plan, and changed to the overall plot

•Muzan isn't a good villain. Tanjiro just walked up to him and grabbed him like it was nothing. He then didnt kill Tanjiro even though he has the same earrings as another demon slayer who tried to kill him just to keep his human persona.

-Why is he even bothering posing as a human?

-He has a kid that is the result of a demon and

human, how on Earth is that not touched

on?? Was he trying to find the spider lily? If so

how does being around random ordinary

families help? IT'S NEVER EXPLAINED

•Zenitsu goes through a very drastic character change with practically 0 transition (due to his old training partner becoming a demon)

• He uses a brand new form to beat him, which we never saw him develop in the training arc before the fight what so ever

• He goes right back to being the person he was before

• Genya's ability is never explained

• Upper moon 1 says he's seen it before but it's still never explained

• The final fight with Muzan is over 10% of the manga and drags on

•Muzan pulls a "this isnt even my final form"

• Tamiyo claimed she needed the blood of the 12 demon moons to find a way to beat Muzan and heal Nezuko, but just ended working with the insect pillar to develop a poison

• Said poison ages Muzan even though he said to be immortal

• Poison counteracts Muzan by going "this isn't even my final effect" and hinders him in 3 more ways

• Tanjiro becomes a demon for honestly no reason

[tartagliaxx]

lmao you would think that i'd be done with exams right? nope, you're wrong. for some reason, we have exams, a two week holiday and then resume exams again. i dunno what is up with that schedule but whatever ig.

welll, it's not all angst? well, it sorta is and isn't at the same time. yeah, there's a mcd but i think the angst would hit hard at the end. as i'm writing this, i feel like if there truly were immortals, i think they'd be vv lonely. they'll always have to see ppl they love leave them and they can't do anything bc that's just how life is. i also sprinkled a bit of zhongli bc i couldn't resist myself lmao

i'm also trying to work on a rlly ambiguous reader appearance wise so that ppl would feel included bc i've seen and read fics that are not all inclusive. i don't think there's anything wrong with them, it's just that it gets... not that fun after a while. i don't rlly mention anything at all so they're like a blank slate, but they do have the ability of shifting forms like zhongli so i do include some stuff here and there. personality wise, i gave them one befitting of their role and that's all i'm going to say lmao

and yes, i have more than 100 wips, i kid you not. i tend to hyperfixate on a certain type of fandom once in a while, and i get a lot of inspiration for writing for that particular fandom. but i also lose interest vv easily so that's why i tend to stick with oneshots in general, twoshots if i rlly liked the first one. i can't make a book that has like 60 chapters or smth, the closest i got was like 8. i feel like oneshots tend to leave more of an impact if done right

— r. anon

eye— may you survive this trying times r anon. you have my support. the wackest sched i ever had was when we did an entire sem, took one month off for christmas and then had our finals first week in january. horrible times

oh lol mcd my cup of angst. i remember seeing someone say that being immortal is practically being cursed w eternal damnation and like, yea it kinda is. imagine living through so many eras, just losing things you care about. like it’ll be so easy to lose yourself bc what even is the point?

?? oH is this for the fic your writing rn? dang thats nice!!! very curious abt how it turns out. i’m also trying to be more inclusive in my writing but its very hard to express things when you’re very limited into non-physical cues. hopefully theres some progress though

literally. i have the attention span of a fly which is virtually nothing. writing for me is like an escape so writing oneshots is like a no strings attached kind of situation while writing a series or a book feels more of a let’s get married kind of thing. i have zero motivation for that shit