#(he was already gonna be like. kinda weird with gender because bug but. uh. yeah transfem rolan is now stuck in my brain and she wont leave)

[plantwriting]

The bug monsters in bitb were actually just an allegory for being transgender this is real and true and correct trust me I saw it in a vision

[hipparelinda]

I am shooketh that someone made a silhouette mirage iceberg... you are amazing op... and now, I’m gonna talk about it, share my thoughts! Go read op’s comments on it first. I’ll only comment on the points I have thoughts on/know about

Here’s the original post, please check it out!

It’ll be long so I’ll leave a break

Tip: Religious references: Only in the japanese version, mostly names of things that link to christianity and judaism. Shyna Nera Shyna is called Sinner Neutlarva Sinner (sins being a big thing in religion, duh), Bug is Moses, Polly Peepers are called Cupids and Specters are called Devils. A lot of the guardian angels are named after stages of angel hierarchy in judaism. I made a list of all the names in english then japanese

Playable Zohar: They’re playable only in the english version in the credits and the ‘Super Core Fighter 2′ mode (never heard of that one...) perhaps as a bonus for the english version

Censorship: In jp version bunny salesman has a cigarette which was changed to thumbs up and when he wants you to hurry up shows a flaming cross in the background which was changed to a dragon in the localised version

Regional differences: Kinda referenced already with hell bunny and name changes. Also, the reaper and geluve aren’t in the japanese version (which with the latter I was surprised about when I found out)

Delia’s wife is Serah: Before the fight with Deliah, Hal states something like ‘think about Serah’ before he buggers off. I dunno if it’s really implied that they’re married and there’s no other reference of it, even from Delia. Though I believe there is a track in-game called ‘your wife is an angel’ so that could relate to it

Ikaruga: Think I heard about this game while watching a review on sm. Apparently it has the same silhouette and mirage thing with two aspects and facing two different ways when fighting etc etc

The genus of Zohar (their gender): Pfffftt they’re just both, duh, dunno why people get wound up over this... anyways, I just headcanon them as two separate characters..

Shyna and Clod are brothers(means, Clod is Shyna’s brother): I..... always thought Clod was female... -_- after reading up jp stuff about it I think they were male in the og version but changed to female in translation because of the translators not getting their gender. I always thought their voice sounded female in the english version. Nevermind... in the jp version Clod (dumb name) says ‘Goodbye, sister’ before the fight.

Which ending is canon?: Whichever you want... there isn’t a sequel... My chosen one is the restore edo one. I believe everyone is reborn too

Shallows Discarded bosses: Judas, Nebuchadnexxar and Hashmalim04 (+ Geluve in the jp version). Judas was apparently meant to be an ally of Megido. I believe she may have betrayed him though since Judas bible betrayed Jesus bible in the bible tm. Nebu man looks like the stereotypical anime pervert.... I think he’d play a roll in Delia’s tv pad since he looks like a director. Not sad to see you go, sir. Hashmalim04 is, duh, the fourth guardian angel. Looks real cool, probably controlled both silhouette and mirage.

Zohar crying: I’m not aware of this, god, I felt so much for Zohar.... ;-; apparently its during the cypher zohar fight. Went to find it again and it’s kinda barely noticeable.. I must’ve thought it was just flashy particle effects. Though it’s quite sad now looking back on it.

The reaper: English only boss, appears if you haven’t lost all your health at all. Apparently they’re challenging you since you so op. I find them kinda boring... love their horse chariot though..

Merchandise: WHERE CAN I GET IT?! Nowhere probably because they most certainly made barely any

Doujinshi: Damnit these look so cute..! Doujinshi is japanese for fan manga. Not official works

Hal is not that smart: Well it’s more Shyna’s just powerful... I believe that if the angels couldn’t stop her that nothing would’ve stopped her.

The image of adult Shyna: God... I’m not a fan....

The middle bit The age of Shyna and Zohar: I see them as programs/robots so I don’t think they have ages. Op states Shyna is 14 and Zohar is 17 which I think is a good choice.

Ying and Yang: It’s the idea that good and bad must be equal and the other exists a little in the other. I really see this link. Since it’s shown that Silhouette and Mirage need to be in balance - as seen in the ending where Megido goes weird cause Har was killed therefore there was too much mirage. I believe Silhouette and Mirage in the world of the game are perhaps like light and shadow or good and evil.

Geluve’s father is Hal: I believe this one but I don’t think op does. Doesn’t Har distinctively call Geluve ‘daughter’ as she interrupts him...? I do rather believe some of the guardian angels see Har as a father, such as Dynamis calling him ‘daddy’. I also wouldn’t be surprised if Har took the angels in like children after they were abandoned

Pollys and Pumpkins are human: It seems op believes this but I’m not sure if I do. I just don’t see the evidence. Why would the humans be attacking Shyna is she’s going to restore the world for humans??

Bottom of the iceberg Shyna is has (hmm) a bomb: Like, kinda a reset bomb. She isn’t really a bomb as she’s never destroyed - you can see her in the reset ending, alive and well. You could say she was carrying a reset button that turns on automatically once close to Edo, it’s not particularly a bomb.

Shyna needs the player for her to have a purpose: I think that’s a bit deep. Yeah, every game protagonist can only do things if the player controls them. I think this is just thinking a bit too deep.

Hal and Megido are Clod’s personalities: I’m not sure what to think of this. So Clod was an asshole and an asshole? I don’t think Har and Megido are different enough to be ‘separate personalities’. We don’t really know enough about Clod to know this at all.

Depths Was she the messenger of destruction or not?: I think this all comes down to what you believe happens after Edo is restored. If you think everything is reset and all the humans are saved then she’s the messenger of justice. If you believe everyone is killed and new humans are born, perhaps it was destruction after all because everyone died anyway.

Shyna committed human genocide: See above

Silhouette Mirage 2: I wish. Though I think treasure isn’t known for continuing their ips so I don’t think this would ever happen.

The side effects of being subjected to experiments: I suppose this is talking about Clod. I really have no idea what to say about it. As I said before, we really don’t know enough about Clod to tell us what really happened to them during the experimentation.

Geluve represents how Shyna would end up if she turned out to be another failed messenger: Uh, I suppose..? Wouldn’t all the guardian angels be though..?

Bonus! Explaining the images on the iceberg: Tip: Shyna talk sprite Shallows: ‘Adult’ Shyna official(?) art Middle: ? merch perhaps? Bottom: image from a comic about how the Polly Peepers and Specters see Shyna Depths: the real faces of Polly Peepers

[princeazurathepathetic]

Okay so, Imma put some warnings about this: There is swearing, quite a bit in fact

This is about Gender Dysphoria

Very very minor Verdant Wind spoilers

Also about a young man that is trans but hasn't came out yet

Mentioned parental abuse because Count Gloucester is terrible

No Lorenz hating allowed!

Trans Lorenz

Angst

Not the happiest ending, but it's not sad either

Ty for reading, if u like it plz tell me! I also take constructive criticism. It's kinda long.

Maybe They Need Her

It was happening again. Why did this always happen? It was completely unbefitting of his station, and yet very often, Lorenz felt this way. Awkward, confused, unhappy, slightly nauseous, and anxious. He wished he wouldn't, it made social interaction so much harder, and that's almost always when it happened. 

He had been out with the rest of the Golden Deer. Raphael had suggested that they all went out to celebrate their recent victory at a local restaurant, that also happened to have a bar, pre Leonie's request. Leonie, Hilda, and the professor had jumped on the idea, Claude had seen nothing wrong with the idea, and Lysithea had immediately wanted to as soon as she'd heard that there was going to be desert. Marianne, had been wanting to push herself and participate in more social interaction, so she also thought it sounded like a good idea. And Ignatz wanted to go since Raphael was hosting it, and he would take any excuse to be around Raphael. Lorenz, of course, wanted to go as well, it wouldn't do for a noble of his class and station to be the only one not to go. Also, lately he and Claude, had started to understand each other, and he wanted to truly get to know him better. 

The night had been going extremely well, Lysithea had eaten nothing but cake the entire time, Hilda had somehow convinced half the people in the bar to buy her drinks, Raphael had eaten half the restaurant's for supply, Ignatz and Marianne both seemed to actually be enjoying themselves, and Leonie and the professor had arm wrestled a total of thirty six times. Everyone was happy, and then Hilda announced that she had promised Lysithea and Marianne that she'd take them shopping for clothes. Lysithea seemed like she would rather do anything else claiming: 

"Oh, um, we don't have to, Hilda. Don't want to ruin the party…" in which she got a 

"Nonsense! I promised you!" 

The Professor had asked if she and Leonie could come along. Leonie did NOT seem happy about that, but Hilda had agreed before she could say anything. 

"Us girls NEED to go shopping! It's the funnest thing EVER! Come on, dont’cha want some girl time?" 

"No! And I call bullshit! We could train, or spar, or literally do ANYTHING else. What's so fun about shopping and dressing up!?" 

"Come now Leonie, we'll spar after okay? That way we can do something everybody likes." 

"But Professor! I don't want to spar! That’s too much work!"

 "Hilda, it's called a compromise." 

Lorenz half listened to them as they argued their way toward the door. He wished he could go with them, but he didn't know why. What was so fun about shopping? 

Still he asked, "Are we going to go with them?"and he immediately regretted doing so. 

"And what? Buy dresses and talk about makeup? Nah. That's all girly stuff." 

"Yeah, so who wants to do something actually fun? How about a drinking contest?" 

There it was. The feeling. He didn't know why it always came on at times such as these, but it did. The anxiety, confusion, and awkwardness, was unbearable at times, and he knew deep down what caused it but he’d never admit it.  He didn't really feel like being out socialising, but he knew he wasn't going to stop, he was a noble afterall, and therefore, must set the noble standard. 

"Hey, you okay Lorenz?" 

Claude was giving him that warm smile he knew so well, but his eyes were boring into Lorenz's soul. He hated it when Claude looked at him like that. It just made him even more uncomfortable. 

"I'm perfectly fine, why do you ask, Claude?" 

"Because you look like you're about to puke." 

By the Goddess he hated how casual Claude's way of speech was, it irritated him to no end, but he'd learned to accept that Claude was never going to change. 

"Please, Claude, you think I'd get sick so easily? I’m a Gloucester, we don’t just drop dead idly.”

 “Uh huh, it’s called concern Lorenz, you don’t look so good, so I asked if you were okay. And it doesn’t look like you are, you’re being even more snappy than usual. You’re sweating profusely, and you look highly uncomfortable.”

 Oh. since when did Claude start paying such close attention to him? He wished that he didn’t, Lorenz didn’t like it when people worried unnecessarily over him. Or, really he didn’t like it when people worried about him at all, it was weird and uncomfortable to say the least. He opened his mouth to protest what Claude had said, but felt himself unable to, due to the look Claude was giving him, he really was boring into Lorenz’s soul.

 “I- uh…”

 “You know what guys? I’m gonna take Lorenz back to the monastery. He seems to be feeling unwell.”

 “What? But I have already told you, I am perfectly well.” 

But it didn’t really matter what Lorenz said as Claude steered him out of the restaurant, back toward the monastery. Although Lorenz protested the whole way back, inside he was profusely thanking the goddess for getting him out of that drinking contest. As soon as they got back into Lorenz’s dormitory, Claude shut the door, giving Lorenz his serious look. It always felt odd for Lorenz, when Claude dropped the carefree, charismatic, happy, facade, since he seldom did so. 

“So, are you going to explain to me what’s wrong?” 

“I-I don’t know what… Ahem. What you’re talking about.”

 Why was he losing his composure? The feeling still hadn’t gone away, and recently he’d been finding it hard to lie so much around Claude. 

“Come on, we both know that something’s up, and I want to know what it is. I can’t have you getting sick, we’re marching on to the Empire soon ``

''I’m not sick!” 

“Then what’s up?” 

“Listen, sometimes I just start feeling a bit... Uncomfortable -for no particular reason!- when speaking with others, but it’s not a big deal, and certainly not something a noble such as myself can’t handle.” 

“Sooo… Is it social anxiety?” 

“No. I simply feel awkward and unhappy when people speak of-” 

Lorenz cut himself off, he did not want to talk about this, especially not with Claude, even though they’d been working to better know each other, he still was a Riegan, and if word of this got to his servants or advisers, they’d use it against the entire Gloucester clan, and then his father would find out, which would be the absolute worst thing that could happen to Lorenz. “When people speak of... what?” 

“Nothing, I misspoke.” 

“Do you really think I’m that stupid?”

 “Possibly.” 

“Sarcasm? Really?” 

“Who said it was sarcasm?”

There was a snort of laughter from Claude’s side of the room, maybe he’d distracted Claude just enough to get out of this conversation.

“Okay, but back to the topic at hand. You know that I’m not gonna stop bugging you until you tell me.”

“Well that’s awfully mature.” 

“So… Spill it.”

“Very well, but you must swear that you will not mock me. Or tell anyone.”

“Geez Lorenz, didn’t realise it was such a terrible secret. Heh.”

“Swear Riegan!”

“Fine. I swear, Gloucester.”

“I get very anxious and uncomfortable when others around my person speak of gender.”

He spoke rather frankly in desperate hopes that it wouldn’t seem like a big deal and hopefully that Claude wouldn’t ask the questions he was dreading. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on his side that day.

“Why?”

“How should I know!? I am simply speaking the truth to your inquiries you so desperately need answered, apparently.”

Claude chose to ignore these remarks, much to Lorenz’s further irritation.

“So, lemme get this straight. You get highly uncomfortable, anxious and awkward whenever people talk about gender related topics and stuff?”

“Yes. Gender related topics, and stuff.”

“And you don’t know why.”

Claude gave Lorenz the look of ‘you better be telling the truth.’ Lorenz was fully prepared to lie. Hell, most of him wanted to lie, but there was this small part of him, the selfish part of him, who just wanted someone else to know, anyone else to know. Well except his family of course, the last thing he wanted was for them to know. And here was his opportunity, a chance handed to him on a silver plate. Maybe this was meant to happen.. Maybe this was the Goddess herself, taking pity on his sorry self, and giving him an opportunity to talk to someone. Well, if that was the case, who was he to decline a blessing from the Goddess. He answered.

“Well…”

“Come on Lorenz, tell me the truth. We’re friends now, right? I’m not gonna rat out any of your dark secrets.”

“Dark Secrets? What do you take me for? I have no ‘dark secrets’. The very notion!”

“Well, then what?”

“I just…- here it came, he was really going to say it- I don’t want… I don’t want.. To be a man.”

He’d said the last part so quietly, he’d be surprised if Claude could have possibly heard. He hadn’t.

“Sorry? Gonna have to repeat that.”

“I don’t want to  be a man!” It came out incredibly loud this time but he didn’t even care, this was something that he’d been keeping to himself since he was fourteen, and wasn’t going to come out very noble.

“I never have! That is to say, I didn’t truly give it much thought in my childhood years, but since i was fourteen years of age, I have felt uncomfortable in the identity that I had, and confused about my gender, andabout how and why others viewed me, I haven’t wanted to be seen as a man, or as anything similar since that young age, I have wanted to be… Have wanted to be a woman! That’s what I wish I was! And it makes me so confused, and anxious, and unhappy, when others start talking about male stereotypes, and gender conformity, and, and, and really about anything relating to gender. Hell, I get uncomfortable when others refer to me as ‘he’ or ‘him’. And I- I-”

Why was it so hard to breath, and the easiest it had ever been, at the same time? Why was he saying this? Why was he saying it to Calude? Why was he yelling like some drunken commoner off the streets? Why did he even feel this way? Why couldn’t he just be normal? Without starting drama? And being a disgrace to his family name? He was a noble for the goddess’s sake! He should be the picture of perfection and grace, and model for his people! Not some fucked up failure that his Father was always disappointed in! Why was he so- so-

“Lorenz, calm down. You need to breathe, ok? Everything’s okay, calm down.”

He could feel Claude;s hand on his shoulder, as he tried to calm Loenz down, he tried to look at Claude, but his vision was blurry. Tears? Why the hell was he crying!? He’s got nothing to cry about! He is lucky and privileged to be of a noble house! To be the heir to so much money and power! To be living in a time with so many changed ideals. To have crest. Unlike so many noble children who are disowned at birth, because of not having one. He is lucky. He is spoiled. So why the fuck was he breaking down so easily? If his father could see him now, he’d be screaming at him to stop embarrassing his image! Why was he like this?

“Lorenz! Listen to me! You’re okay! I’m here, you can talk to me.”

“Apologies, I-I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Lorenz, this is a lot of bottled emotion, that’s been saved up for years. Let it out.”

“I- he tried to talk. But he was heaving trying to control his emotion and breathing.

“Lorenz, If this is truly so important to you… Why don’t you change your gender? This is Fódlan. It’s gotten pretty progressive, and you know nobody here at the monastery would be a dick about it, we’re all like family here, and we’ll always support each other.”

“I thank you for the sentiment, but it’s not the Golden Deer that i worry over. I’m a noble, and as such I must meet the noble standard. If I came out as ‘transgender’ it would be the biggest scandal House Goucester has ever faced. It would ruin my family.”

“I disagree, it would be a step forward. Not backward. As you remind us yourself constantly. Us nobility have to set an example for our people, we must show them what is right. Blah blah blah. If nobody in the nobility ever adopts modern ideals, then what does that teach our people about what is wrong and what is right?”

“I understand where you are coming from, ignoring your ‘blah blah blah’s’. But I don’t ever think my family would allow such ridicule. I’d probably be disowned for just thinking about changing my gender. And that would leave House Gloucester without an heir, and that would be a total disaster.”

 

“Hey. Who’s literally in charge of The Alliance in the first place? Me. And I have absolutely taken our country’s ideals and flipped them on their head. You think I give a shit if some stuffy nobility care that I want to unite Fódlan and the rest of the world? No. I don’t. And I wouldn’t get anywhere if I did, because The Alliance nobles are quite averse to change.”

“Well, you do realise, that it is actually important for a ruler to listen to others on his council. Secondly, these are not people who I can stand to let down, this is my father and family, I refuse to be the weak link in my noble bloodline.”

“If your father would disown you for accepting modern ideals, are you sure you’re really the ‘weak link’?”

“What!? What are you even suggesting? My father is a respectable and decent man, who although at times can be a bit of a dick, is overall a proper and honorable noble!”

“Sorry, sorry. I meant no offense, and I can tell you need some time alone, but just, think about it okay? You know that me, and the rest of the Golden Deer-

“The rest of the Golden Deer and I-

“Me and the rest of the Golden Deer, are here for you and we’ll support whatever you choose to be and do. Within reason of course.”

“Thank you Claude, I promise you that I will think about it. And I must also thank you for listening to me, through my.. Er, ungraceful freakout…”

“Hey, No problem. It happens to all of us. And, hey, come find me if you ever want to talk about anything, alright?”

“Very well, I suppose I could take you up on your offer. Good night Claude. Goddess bless.”

It was quiet, alone in his dormitory, looking out the window. There was hardly a sound, the whole monastery was silent. But Lorenz could not notice, for the thousand voices in his head, debating whether what Claude said was true… Was it? Lorenz thought, and thought, maybe the noble standard had changed. Maybe his father was wrong about tramsgender and other queer folk. Maybe he did deserve to be who he wanted. Maybe, just maybe, the world needed him as he wanted to be. No not him, maybe they needed her.

Maybe…

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Misfit of Demon King Academy 1 | Healin’ Good PreCure 13 - 14 | Lapis Re:Lights 1 | God of High School 1 | Muhyo and Roji’s BSI s2 1

Misfit of Demon King Academy 1

This originally had the ecchi tag on its anime entry on AniList…or, at least, that’s how it was in my memory…but now that I see it doesn’t have that, it’s just another reincarnation isekai-type series. Let’s dig into it!

I…think this guy is meant to be portrayed as “hot” because he has the piercing eyes and he’s tall (against the girls in what will presumedly be his harem), but he kind of looks like your standard Potato-kun in a white outfit…so, uh…*shrugs*

Uh…is that guy meant to be Indian? You can’t get more obvious than the “Indu” family. Update: You see his brother later and Leorg has fairer skin, so maybe not.

LOL, “Flame of Darkness” makes someone nothing but a chuunibyou.

Uh…this is called The Misfit of Demon King Academy, y’know? Anos (Anoth?) is gonna get in, you bet your butts.

The owl is cute.

…guy, that 3 second rule thing was actually funny, but the more you think about the joke, the less funny it gets. Show: 1. Me: Infinity -1

Just from appearances, I wanna guess Misha is an ice or light magic user, or whatever equivalent the show has.

Is this what Assassin’s Pride could have been…?

How did the mother (Anoth’s) think her kid maturing that fast wasn’t weird?

Mushroom gratin? Is that an actual dish?...Yep, seems so. Sounds nice. I like mushrooms.

What’s up with young mothers in anime these days? Then again, the only other point of reference I have is Masamune-kun’s Revenge…

I thought it was the other Indu guy we saw earlier. This guy’s…not that bad-looking, though (LOL, my preferences ring out loud and clear…)…welp, spoke too soon. There he is. Update: Leorg kinda looks like Hakuto Kunai from Demon Lord, Retry!, come to think of it.

If Zepes died several times over the course of this episode…would one more death actually matter? (Not really, to be honest. Zepes is a scumbag.)

Come to think of it, this anime got postponed due to COVID, yeah? Was that why there was a sakuga spot earlier…?

Was that Sasha (Misha’s sister)? I found her name while checking if the anime was postponed.

I like the colour choices in this show, at least.

I don’t think this show has the best sense of comedic timing. Let your jokes breathe, dammit! That’s what comedic beats are for!

In a season with more offerings, I might get rid of this or pause it, but the season’s fairly sparse as it stands (darn virus!) so it stays.

Update: I didn’t notice, but an Anime News Network staff member wrote that Anoth’s surname is familiar…if you read Harry Potter.

Healin’ Good PreCure 13

Gotta start in the middle for this and work our way back. Note I did watch the 1st 2 eps without subs earlier this year when they were on the official PreCure YouTube, so I’m ahead of most people.

(From wandering the wiki and the news) I’ve seen nothing but pink/blue/yellow Cures these days, so I kind miss the more adventurous colours like green and orange…but then again, I never really liked green. It’s the colour of envy and…as petty as it sounds, I think I developed that bias because green is stereotypically the colour of rot, vomit (aside from anime’s rainbow vomit) and stinky things.

I didn’t notice this, but there’s a faint highlight on the Cures’ eyes (red for Grace, purple for Fontaine and blue for Sparkle).

It’s a drone! In PreCure! Yay! (It finally hit me exactly how much of a distant dream it’s been – from watching Suite and episodes of most of the other PreCure ‘til now – watching PreCure legally as a simulcast is! It’s crazy and it only took, what…5 years between Suite and this? 16 if you count from Futari wa to Healin’ Good.)

Is it that drone?

Hah? This is almost like the electricity-themed PreCure I came up with on the fan wiki. It’s not like I could sue Toei for it, though…they own that stuff, I only own what came out of my own imagination.

The subs say “Rate”, but “rate” has a meaning in English. No wonder the initial wiki translations say “Latte”, especially because the queen is “Teatine” to match.

Okay, so Mei is the sis and Yota is the brother. Got it.

Hey! What if there was a PreCure where the villains had devastated another world before? That would really raise the stakes.

“[T]hunders” (sic)? Thunder is the sound, lightning is the flash. Which one is it?

I see. As soon as they identified it as the Element of Lightning, I sort of guessed they could add it to their repertoire later, and I was right.

Its’s nice to see they put a woman in the moving company as well. Proves that girls can do anything they set their minds to, even what are supposedly “men’s jobs”.

I guess from the face I should’ve expected the element to talk, like the Fairy Tones from Suite, but I didn’t really figure that out until I saw it talk,

I feel like Hinata should’ve gone to see how Mei made her juice. That way, the two might be able to make similar-tasting juice…but that’s just an idea.

Healin’ Good PreCure 14

I feel like Byogens were responsible for Nodoka’s sickness, much like they are for Latte.

“Energy Source” seems to refer to a place where energy appears…I know that sounds a bit dumb if you don’t realise genki hakken means something like “appearance of energy (for a person)”, but…yeah, the PreCure series is like this. Unfortunately, that’s what you have to deal with.

I feel like this “teamwork overcomes all hardships” message is important in this time of COVID-19.

Guaiwaru = “condition is bad”, or ill health (guai ga warui).

Is that the element of air? I thought the PreCure would’ve used their element of lightning to fix the steamer, but hey, teamwork works too.

I’m a weeny bit peevy they translate minna to “girls”. It’s correct in context when it’s been translated that way, but minna means “everybody”.

I imagined Hinata saying “Watashi no smartphone ga!” instead of “Atarashii sumaho ga hoshii!”

Lapis Re:Lights 1

Eh…COVID-19 means I gotta sample things I’m not so crazy about.

Why is one of the first lines in this show “My behind hurts!”?

Bristol? Is this England?...Nope, it’s a place called “Mamkestell”.

I was thinking this girl…I think the reviews said her name was Tiara…was going to sing to the flower to make it perk up again, but nup, she whistled to it. That seems a bit irrelevant, to be honest. (I would prefer an all or nothing approach to a wish-washy approach like this…as in, if this is an idol show, then either go all in with the singing and dancing, or do something else that’ll catch my attention.)

Tiara’s face looks hella generic.

For some reason, I get this ominous feeling when the word “witch” is mentioned…must be the instinct from Madoka popping up again.

Lemme guess. Lynette is the bookworm?...*sigh* Just another method of showing a character is a bookworm without actually showing their reading a book, which I think is counterintuitive.

Get some protective gear, girls!

Rosetta keeps saying “Yes” (in English).

Lemme guess…people ship the dumb one and the smart one? They’re like a gender-flipped Dice and Gentaro, only the smart one is more uppity and the stupid one is more sporty.

The word appears to be noumei, but that exact word doesn’t seem to exist. Lavie seems to say the word is the opposite to something else, but I can’t tell what that is either…

Albino rabbit, eh?

…people probably ship Rosetta and Tiara too, right? *sigh*

So there’s…no singing in this fantasy/idol show. Whistling is how you invoke magic…so how is someone who can’t whistle supposed to invoke magic?!

Whose idea was it to put the OP in the middle of the episode?

It was “Neechan, daikirai!” “Forget you” is a fairly loose translation…

Little Miss Rosetta = Rosetta-chan.

I think Tiara called Rosetta “sensei” when the former wanted the latter to take care of her (i.e. take her to their dorm).

Titi = Tiara. I didn’t actually figure that out because I thought it referred to the rabbits.

Gah! These almost-real-world names (or real world names, in regards to “Bristol”) are gonna drive me NUTS!

*sigh* Boob jiggle.

*sighhhhhhhhh…* Lemme guess, there’s a potential expulsion on the horizon? Update: Yep. Dropped.

God of High School 1

First Webtoon series I’m covering here.

Oh, I checked out the first chapter of the webtoon because CR linked it to their anime page. The only difference I’ve seen from that, aside from fleshing out the backgrounds, is…that creepy skull (?) on the wall.

You can tell it’s Korean when I don’t understand what the text says. (I don’t know Korean, but I do know some Chinese and Japanese.) Update: This is Japanese-dubbed, but they left the Korean text in.

That intro is much more powerful now that the backgrounds are fleshed out.

Ooh, the colours in the OP are very nice!

Hmm? They’re starting with the grandpa, rather than starting with “I’m Mori Jin, 17 years old”? Good choice.

The expressions in this show are funny. I like them already.

Waittttttttt…I dunno how Korean names work. Is Mori Jin’s first name “Mori” or “Jin”? Update: I checked it up, and I got even more confused!

KORG Arena seems to be…from Marvel? Like BnHA references Star Wars???

*sigh* Moonbucks? Again?...and of course the girls only talk about “hotties”. We need a Bechdel test in this thing.

The comments on ch. 1 said “A new Luffy is born”, so now I agree with it…but they’re not going to show how Mori Jin was enlisted for GOH (as they seem to abbreviate it)?

There’s Japanese, English and Korean in the afro dude’s comments.

I’m amazed that tall dude with the spiky hair wasn’t more surprised about Mori Jin and the girl passing by…

Would those glasses on Mori Jin’s head be any help? Update: Turns out those aren’t “glasses”…they’re a sleeping mask.

Kamina glasses!

They put CR and Webtoon advertising over everything in this anime…geesh.

These red parts of people’s noses are gonna bug me, aren’t they…?

It should be battle royale, right? Update: Okay, so I checked and both are correct spellings.

This seems like the sort of thing that would never get funded because you need to pull off every battle scene right.

They cut the initial fight with “Blondie” out, but that actually makes things more interesting! Good choice.

Lemme guess – Mori Jin is going to have to fight this Kang Manseouk guy at full power one day? *shrugs* (Can I stop referring to people by their full names already??? I can’t stop until I know which is the first name and which is the last.) Update: So the wiki finally helped me out and Mori is the first name and Jin the last, meaning I can call him “Mori”. Got it.

*Mori suddenly pulls the prisoner’s pants down* - That was…random.

I liked it more than I thought I would! (Just for reference, the other protag dude is called Han Dae-wi and the girl is Yoo Mira.)

Muhyo and Roji’s BSI s2 1

(Update for the Tumblr fans: I finished s1 outside the seasonal format.) 

Kokkuri-san never goes well in anime…

Where does Nana work again…?

I don’t think Muhyo and Roji are legally (magically legally?) obligated to tell Nana anything about what they do.

Yay! Goryo is animted for the first time! He has such a beautiful voice~!

Notably, Roji wouldn’t have had a smartphone in 2004 (or whatever year close to that when the manga put this bit out).

Goryo (5) vs Muhyo (6). Didn’t figure this out at the time I read the manga.

I think the subbers misgendered Goryo. Goryo is a dude, as can be gathered from the name “Daranimaru”.

“Waka”? Does that stand for “young head [of the office]” or something?

Okay, whose bright idea was it to pair Now on Air (female vocalists) with Muhyo and Roji’s (a series dominated with dudes)…?

Ah, Funimation is on the production team of this anime. That would explain the dub rights.

[averagedoctor]

Hey, real quick, cos I'm just gonna keep coming back now, I've kinda consumed too much sugar. Could you do a fic with the reader getting a complete sugar high and ends up running about, like on the Tardis or on a planet. Like the Doctor has to follow her around, and he'd probably like it because he'd have someone acting as energetic as he always does. :) thx

It’s no problem! I honestly love getting all your asks, they’re fun to do and think about, so keep coming back my dude!!!! I’ve never written or had a sugar rush/crash before so hopefully this is an accurate representation of that!

***Note to anyone reading this: PLEASE if you have any sort of request for a fic (as long as like,, no romance or smut) I will probably love to do it!!! Don’t be afraid to submit something!!***

11th doctor x reader

Pronouns: gender neutral

Word count: 2,172 (ayy another longer one)

TWs: none

Summary: Turns out that alien foods have a lot more caffeine in them then you ever would have bargined for

Sugar rush

Great. You knew the Doctor said to cautious about what you ate on the planet you had just visited, but you didn’t think it would affect you like this. The two of you had gone back into the TARDIS, and you could feel your body already get that wired feeling. You hadn’t even eaten or drank that much, you just had some of the standard foods. Sure, you knew that there was probably going to be something up with them, but you wouldn’t have guessed that it would be the most insane sugar rush you had ever had. Knowing if you stood that it would just be all the more obvious, you opted for one of the seats by the railings, waving your hand dismissively at the Doctor when he shot you a look of concern. He began to talk about how great the planet had been and all these facts about the races you had run into, but your hearing began to buzz with static as you focused on your leg bouncing uncontrollably. You chastised your body in your head, trying to force it to stop with your thoughts. Obviously, that didn’t work. The Doctor was still talking to you and you were trying your best to follow along, but the sugar was becoming to reach a level too high to handle. It was like you could feel it seeping through your veins and saturating every part of your body, Each individual piece of you felt alive and buzzing with energy. Your leg is trying to run from you, your fingers won’t stop tapping a rhythm you don’t know against your hand, your body is shaking silently with the laughter that is not your own. You put on a strained smile when he looks at you, going around the console and looking at all the different types of charts or whatever he has up. Closing your eyes, you try and channel the energy away, not wanting him to have to deal with you like this. Too much sugar put you in a manic state, and sure it had been scientifically proven it wasn’t possible, obviously alien food blew past science standards. Plus, it was just weird, and you didn’t want the Doctor to have to worry about you dealing with sugar. As you contemplated all of this in your mind, your expression must have changed because now he’s looking quizzically at you. Oh no, you did not anticipate this happening. Now he’s walking over to you and you can see his mouth moving but no words coming out. In your hyper state, you focus in on the way the wrinkles and lines around his face interact when he talks. He doesn’t have much, but everyone’s face has some sort of creases in them. He takes one step more, and you take a deep breath, preparing to tell him what happened, but before you could blink suddenly your mouth is shooting off words from every direction. It’s bad, because even you can’t tell what you’re saying and he seems quite shocked. Your mind is starting to catch up to your mouth though, and you began to tell him about the sugar and how that’s a thing that happens and your hands are waving wildly in the air and you are SO animated. It’s a breathtaking and horrifying feeling at the same time. Finally, you pause to take a breath, and the Doctor strides up to you. He places his hands on your shoulders and tries to get you to look him in the eyes as you continue to ramble about sugar and the human body. It takes a full minute for you to slow down and to keep your eyes from darting away from him. You have to blink a couple of times for him to come into focus.

“Take a breath, alright? Please calm down.” Nodding, you suck in a deep breath and let it out but the jittery feeling remains. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing’s wrong, no, no, it’s just… sugar, It’s just sugar I don’t know it’s all kind of just there and uh uh uh….” You began to stutter, searching for the right words as he watched you closely. “Basically, lots of energy. Too much energy. I’m really hyper and it’s bad right now. I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine.” You nod to yourself and the Doctor just blinks at you before letting go. Your legs starts bouncing again and you get up out of the chair, pacing back and forth in a tight line. You need to get rid of this energy or it’s just going to eat you up. While thinking about the ways to solve this, the Doctor begins toying with buttons on the console and you don’t realize it, but he’s directed the TARDIS to move. In your mad ramblings, he hesitates before taking your arm. You stop pacing immediately, looking at him with wide eyes and going silently as he leads you outside.

To your absolute surprise and glee, he has landed on a planet that is solely wide open fields as far as you can see. You instantly bolt out of his grasp into the open expanse, letting out a squeal of happiness, before clapping a hand over your mouth and dissolving into giggles. The Doctor stands by the TARDIS doors, arms crossed, and a smile on his face. You run laps around him and the TARDIS, sometimes crisscrossing your path in squiggles and whooping the whole time. Letting out the energy this way was the best way you could have ever imagined to do it. Eventually, you got bored of running laps around him and jogged up to his lanky form.

“Doctor, follow me.” You pleaded, tugging at his sleeve with a grin. “Let’s race.”

He shook his head, looking at you with a sad smile. “Racing isn’t my thing. I’ll just watch you.”

“Come on, pleeeease?” You begged, jumping around him. “It’ll be fun I swear.”

Not giving in to his silence, you proceeded to bug him about it for the next ten minutes with the same type of energy. If he wouldn’t come willingly, maybe he would come out of annoyance. He just continued to stand in the same spot, smiling at your attempts to get him to join in. You were starting to feel wired again, and took measures to the next level. Grabbing his arm, you tugged him along with you, fast. He wasn’t expecting that and tumbled to his knees, but you just laughed and pulled him back up. At this point, he felt obligated to follow, and went with you out to about the middle of the field. Getting there, you started to pull at the edges of his jacket until he slid it off himself with a big sigh.

“Okay so, stand here.” You said, motioning to where he was standing, then running about 10 feet away. “We’ll end here!” You shouted, sliding your shoes off to mark the spot and jog back. “Got it?”‘

“Yeah.” You noticed that he kept looking longingly at his tweed jacket, which was strewn on the ground behind your starting line. Snapping him out of it, you get him to focus on the task at hand by waving a hand in front of  his face. He turns to face you and blinks, but you don’t give him time to say anything. Instead, you jump right in to getting the race done, and even if you wanted you couldn’t have focused. Your legs were itching for this and it felt like your heart was screaming to be used more.

“Okay, on 3…”

As soon as you finish the count down, he rushes ahead of you and you struggle to keep up. He’s so much faster than you thought he would be and you puff between each step. Breathless, you watched as he reached the end and turned back to you, triumphant.

“I… didn’t know… you… were so fast…” You pant out, gazing at him with admiration.

“it’s been a while.” He said, shuffling his feet in embarrassment.

“Two more times?”

“You’re on.” He said with a grin.

You and the Doctor repeat the same race two more times, and he beats you each time. You can feeling your sugar energy beginning to sap during the third race and watch with envy as he easily crossing the makeshift finish line.

“How are you so fast?” Sweat pooled on your body, and you were glad that the planet has a cooler, fall like temperature.

“I have a lot of practice.” He said with a grin and you rolled your eyes.

“All or nothing.” You said with a straight face, your body heaving as you tried to reign it back in from the last race.

“Are you sure?” He asked, looking at you with concern. He could see you were slowing down and tired, but in that moment you felt a sudden burst of energy.

“I am definitely sure.” You laughed, jogging in place next to him. “Let’s go, old man.”

“It’s on.”

You didn’t notice, but he deliberately slowed down in this race for you, knowing it would make you happy to win. Evidently, it did, and you let out a loud laugh as you crossed the finish line before him.

“At last!” You exclaimed with a grin, watching as he did a slow jog over to you. “I did it! I beat you!” Pumping your fist in the air, you danced around and grabbed him jacket. You tossed it to him as he dragged a hand through his hair that was now very messy from running back and forth. “See? That was fun, right?”

“It was fun, you’re right there.” He smiled at you as the two of you walked back to the TARDIS. You could feel the sugar crash lapping at the edges of your mind and body but shook it off. The ship was only twenty feet away, you would be just fine. You would be… just… fine… and before you knew it you were slipping to the ground in a collapsed heap. Groaning, you rubbed your head and tried to sit up. Your legs felt like lead and the Doctor was quickly looking over your slanted form.

“What happened? Are you okay?” He asked, frantically searching over your body for any outstanding harm.

“Just… a… sugar crash… I’m fine.” You said dismissively, started to get up. He immediately rushed to your aid when it was clear you couldn’t get up on your own and he slung an arm around your waist. “No, I’m fine.” You force out, and weakly push his arm off of you. Stumbling forward, your legs dragged behind you, but you forced yourself ahead. The TARDIS was so close, you couldn’t just quit now. At least, your pride didn’t want to quit, but your legs certainly did, and you went crashing to the ground. You don’t even try to get up, moaning as you lay there. The world is swimming in front of you and you can see the Doctor running towards you in a wavy pattern.

“Y/N!” He shouted, and the last thing you saw before blacking out was him peering at your face.

The Doctor was in a panic as he scanned your body. He didn’t realize that a sugar crash would induce this type of reaction. He should have guessed that much, but he didn’t. He looked back and forth between your unconscious body and the TARDIS, torn between what to do. Hesitating, he scooped you up off the ground and into his arms, bridal style, He struggled as he rushed back into the TARDIS, not used to having to carry a whole other human being as he ran. He was able to make it into the TARDIS unscathed, though, and stopped to catch his breath. You mumbled something in his arms and he froze, looking down at you.

“Y/N?” He asked softly. He got no response, but he did see your eyes open blearily for a moment before closing again. He hurried with you to your room, lagging more than he would like. He pushed your door open with ease, glad you hadn’t shut it completely earlier. Laying you down on your bed, he placed you as comfortably as he could and pulled a blanket over your body. He sat on the bed and smoothed down your hair, worrying with the strands close to your ears. You didn’t seem like you would be stirring any time soon, so he smoothed your hair one more time and stood up. Making his way to the door, he looked back once and saw you trying to form words. Walking back over, he leaned in close and could barely make out what you were saying. He shook you, and your volume rose minutely, but it was enough.

“Thank you.” You breathed in your sleep, before turning over and snuggling into your pillow. The Doctor smiled, satisfied that you were okay now, and left your room.

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@the-goth-claudia

Alpha/Beta/Omega Universe. Alphas: Typically tall, confident, and strong. They’re natural leaders and most believe they have the pick of the litter when it comes to choosing a partner, especially when it comes to Omegas. They have knots and high sex drives once they reach maturity, it’s not very common that an Alpha won’t settle with a permanent partner by the age of 25. Betas: Average all around, usually hang out with Alphas and have the instinct to look after Omegas. They listen well, but can take charge when it’s needed. Often mate with each other or Alphas, it’s rare to see a BetaxOmega relationship. But it does happen. Omegas: Typically smaller compared to their Alpha/Beta counterparts, most are shy or at least not very assertive, and have feminine features/attributes, regardless of gender. Omegas are naturally drawn to Alphas and tend to form strong friendships between themselves, and are indifferent to Betas. **But there’s always exceptions. Gerard Way isn’t your typical Alpha. Frank Iero isn’t your typical Omega.

What happens when they cross paths? _____________________________________________________________________________

Gerard sighed as he looked over his painting. He just… couldn’t figure out what he didn’t like about it. It was a simple piece, just some gore-filled zombie scene, but there was something off about it. At least he thought so. “Dude, sick.” His friend, Bob, complimented. “I wish I had your talent.” “I don’t like it.” Gerard frowned. “There’s something wrong.” “You’re shitting me right? It looks fine, stop being so hard on yourself.” Bob shook his head. “C’mon man, get some confidence. Be more alpha-y.” “That isn’t a word, Bob.” Gerard replied, ignoring the rest of the sentence as he glanced at the clock. Class was going to be over soon anyway, so he started cleaning up. “Gerard, seriously, you have talent. I don’t even like art, look at this.” He said, pointing to his own painting. It was crude, poorly done drawing of a flower. “This is shit.” “Whatever.” Gerard muttered, causing his friend to roll his eyes and give up. Gerard was always very critical of himself, which was sort of weird for an Alpha- not that he cares. He kinda hates the title, people expect far too much from him from it. ‘Why are are you so nervous? Act more like an alpha, Gerard.’ ‘Why aren’t you taller? Are you sure you’re an alpha?’ and the worst thing he hears, often from his mother, ‘When are you going to find a nice omega to settle with?’ Gerard wasn’t confident, he wasn’t tall and toned, and he didn’t care to be. He’d rather be in his room drawing or reading, rather than flexing and showing off at the gym. He wasn’t interested in sports, or leadership clubs, or any of that stereotypical alpha mumbo jumbo. And he certainly didn’t care for finding someone to ‘settle down’ with. He was still in high school for Christ’s sake. Senior year in fact, and he already had plans for the future, which didn’t involve some doe-eyed omega bugging him every few minutes. He’s seen some of those couples, and it’s gross. Gerard just wanted to graduate and get into art school and move away from here. Away from all of it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Piss. Off.” Frank spat, shoving the alpha that had approached- no, practically pinned him to his locker and asked… well really demanded, for a date. “I said I wasn’t interested, leave me alone.” “What the fuck is wrong with you, omega?” The dude wouldn’t give up, following Frank as he walked down the hallway. “Hey I’m talking to you!” “I have a name, it’s Frank by the way.” He said, not even turning to look at the guy. “And I’m sick of you alphas,” he spat, “thinking that you can just waltz up to me and act like you own me. I’m not interested. I don’t want an alpha, plus, I’m moving anyway. Find someone else to get your dick wet, I’m out of this shitty school.” Frank kept walking, satisfied to hear no more footsteps behind me. He hated this place, his school was filled with alphas, barely any betas, and maybe half much other omegas as the alphas. Which of course meant since the pickings were slim, Alphas were hitting on everything and fighting over who got who. Frank wanted no part of it, he wasn’t like those idiots who sigh and bat their eyelashes at some shit-grin asshole or smirking female alpha. He hated that they tried to make him feel lower than them, inferior. Frank was a proud person, and he wasn’t about to bend over for anyone. He didn’t want an alpha, he just wanted to make music and make something of himself. _____________________________________________________________________

“Gerard, dude.” Bob greeted, sitting down at their table with their other friend, Ray, right behind him. “Ray has some awesome news!” “Yeah? What it is?” Gerard asked, not even looking at them as he did some reading for his next class. He didn’t want to fall behind, but English wasn’t his greatest subject. “We have a transfer student tomorrow. I’m going to be showing him around.” Ray stated, “They said they’re an omega and since I’m the only Beta on the Student Council, they thought it would be a good idea for me to show him around.” “How exciting.” Gerard mumbled, not really caring. “Gee, I’m trying to tell you that he’d going to be hanging around me the first day, so you know-” “What?” Gerard looked up, frowning. “I’m not gonna try to get in his pants or something, jees. I thought you guys knew me. Just because I’m an alpha doesn’t-” “Okay, stop.” Ray sighed, shaking his head. “I wasn’t saying that, in fact, I wanted you to hang around because well… this guy has a rep.” “A rep?” Gerard repeated, confused. “Whatcha mean, Ray?” Bob asked, equally as confused. “Well, uh, they’re not supposed to tell me this but he’s coming from a high Alpha school…. And apparently he’s had a lot of behavioral problems.” “What, like he’s a slut?” “That’s a rude term, Bob.” Gerard scolded, waiting for Ray to continue. “No I mean…. Like fighting. With the Alphas, apparently he’s gotten physical a few times with them. In the ‘bash-your-face-in’ way.” “An Omega….. Fighting? At all? What?” Bob was a little stunned, clearly, Gerard was just as shocked. Despite not wanting to stereotyped himself, he was a little hypocritical in the fact that for the most part…. He thought Omegas were all the same. Submissive and dainty, annoyingly so in his mind. He’s never heard of one fighting anything, they were never in sports or really….. Aggressive. “Surely there’s a reason for this?” Gerard asked, “Are they sure he wasn’t the one being bullied?” He suggested, knowing that everyone had their breaking point. A Omega being bullied, especially when male, wasn’t unheard of. “Not that I know of, but I just thought maybe seeing an Alpha like you would…..help?” Ray asked, being a little sheepish cause he knew how Gerard got when people treated him like he was weird and different. “I don’t care if you bring him around, but no violence is allowed at this table.” Gerard shrugged, deciding he didn’t care anymore and going back to his book. He figured it would be a one day thing and he’d never have to see this Omega again. Despite what Ray said, Gerard wasn’t expecting him to be much different. No one ever really stood out Gerard, everyone was basically the same. Sure he liked his friends and his family, they were nice to be around and they weren’t bad people but Omegas weren’t really in his ‘social circle’ and he’d prefer to keep it that way. Lord knows his parents would probably take it the wrong way if one was hanging around him. However, his world was about to change.