#28 yrs later

[alethianightsong]

My thoughts on the 28 Years Later trailer

It totally makes sense for the island community to revert to pre-industrial technology. As someone who lives in farming country, tractors are fricking LOUD. Sure the survivors are on an island but sound carries across the water and all the infected have to do is come by during low tide. Maybe they stopped using gas-powered stuff before the fuel ran out due to sound attracting the infected.

There are shots of soldiers with modern guns and armor. That's VERY important cuz it implies there's a munitions factory still up and running, meaning there's an infrastructure of sorts still around. It also implies that enough people got a heads-up about the virus so they fortified some areas. Also also, there's a chance the military has gone full authoritarian like in The Last of Us but I'm really tired of that trope so maybe not.

A lot of people are asking how the infected could survive 28 years if they're so angry that they don't eat or drink. The tie-in comics (which I read) explain that the virus spread out in ripples, starting in the south of England before spreading north and west. This meant that England was mostly devoid of infected by the events of 28 Weeks Later but Scotland would still have healthy infected. Not to mention that viruses evolve with each host they infect, so there's this HUGE chance that enough infected evolved to remember to eat and sleep then taught the others to eat and sleep. Hell, they might've evolved to reproduce so people are BORN infected.

Lastly, the "Bone Temple," the person with a mask, and "Jimmy." Jimmy is the silliest name for a cult leader/warlord. It's like Immortan Joe's name. Jimmy is probably a violent ruthless leader tho. As cool as the temple looks in the trailer, temples take a lot of people and time to build, implying that SOMEONE (maybe Jimmy) was able to do 1 of 3 things: control the infected, hold back the infected, or was able to speedrun a cult of personality. Assuming the infected evolved, maybe this Jimmy fella made a deal with Big Boss Infected to protect his group by sacrificing a set number of people every year in the Bone Temple. To put my tinfoil hat on, we can guess that the evolved infected created a new religion and build the temple for their own mystic reasons.

[nyxi-pixie]

theres a yosano edit to the boots poem circling my brain guys see the vision it would be so crazy

[only-lonely-www]

Since they revealed that Victory Road takes place 25 years after the original, (15 yrs after Go), I may as well post these adult designs I did a few weeks ago 🤗

[angelsdean]

i am like. at my limit with interacting w/ ppl bc *gestures vaguely* holidays. and now my old boss, who's also a long time family friend, is texting me out of the blue asking what i've been doing? if i'm working? etc and like. i Cannot talk to u rn (this was yesterday) and then i wake up (8AM) to 2 recent missed calls from her like. i cannot talk to you rn!!! i hate ppl who expect you to always be available / able to respond immediately.

[benevolentscars]

Ive got a job working in a humane society with both helping with kennel work and as a vet assistant there and im sososooso happy!! After 3 weeks applying to places, interviewing to multiple, and also touring and applying to double digits of apartments, ive got both an apt and a job for march!

my goals right now are directly towards being a veterinarian and going into college for it next year after saving, but I also get to take my dog under my care again and Im BEYOND excited to be with katara (pubbyy) again!!

[layzeal]

just found a livetweeting thread of someone reading yuwu and it's so funny seeing other people who in the beginning were ALSO ready to start throwing hands with mo xi

[yumenosakiacademy]

ok so apparently scar said "they often think/say im way older than i am!" when he talked abt 2 sites tht jus put a random number 4 his age, w 1 saying hes 48 n 1 saying hes in his mid-lates 30s. so assuming he was saying tht abt Both n not jus the 48 1 (bc 48 is so specific n out of left field n Rly Old jghnsd) then hes like... im guessing early 30s?

[lightseoul]

you're losing me

synopsis. bakugou proposes to you. you give him an unexpected response.

cw. gn!reader, pro-hero!katsuki, aged up (28 yrs old), some cussing

word count. 2.5k words

“Where is everybody?”

You ask as you look around the barren restaurant, which, on most days, is jampacked with high-profile customers. How Bakugou was able to get you both a table is beyond you.

“Don’t mind ‘em,” he says before dipping down to finish the rest of his soup. “They’re just a bunch of extras anyway.”

You merely hum in response.

A moment passes with the both of you finishing your appetizers when a question dawns on you.

“By the way,” you start, “what’s the occasion, Kats?”

At that, he frowns. “What, you’re saying I can’t treat my partner whenever I feel like it?”

You snort. “I don’t mean it like that. It’s just that we don’t usually opt for extremely overpriced restaurants.”

You gesture to your evening gown and his suit. “We don’t usually dress up either.”

“Yeah, well. Just go with it, okay?”

You stare at him for a beat before deciding to let it go.

“Okay.”

You’re down to the last bite of your dessert when Bakugou clears his throat. You look up, only to be met with the familiar expression of nervousness decorating his features.

It’s how he looked at you back when he first asked you out three years ago.

“You alright?” you ask.

He nods, “Peachy. Just need to tell you something.”

Almost instantaneously, your heart picks up its pace. You brace yourself for bad news.

“What is it?”

At your query, Bakugou suddenly stands up and circles your table, stopping right in front of you.

And before you could even comprehend what’s happening, he’s already on one knee, holding a small velvet box.

“Y/N.”

At the mention of your name, your heart doubles up its pace.

He continues, but your head is pulsing and your ears throbbing so loudly that you can barely make out the speech he’s currently giving you. You feel lightheaded, as well as the tears welling up in your eyes, clouding your vision.

He sounds uncharacteristically shy when he finally says, “Will you marry me?”

That’s the last thing you hear before you black out.

You’re met with a blinding white light when you come to.

You strain to sit up in order to look around, the movement causing Bakugou, who is on a stool beside your bed, to stir awake.

“Hey,” he says gently. “Take it easy.”

Robbed of all words, you nod, taking heed and slowly lifting yourself up into a seated position.

“Where am I?” you ask.

“The nearest hospital from the restaurant,” he explains. “You fainted.”

“Seriously?”

He nods, face stern. “Thankfully I was able to catch you before your head could hit the ground. We just need to run a few more tests before you get cleared for discharge.”

And with that, the elephant in the room remains as evident as ever.

“Look, Kats,” you start, “about earlier—”

“Let’s not talk about it right now,” he cuts you off. “Come on, let’s get you ready for discharge.”

You barely catch him before he goes to work the next day.

Bakugou’s not a morning person—you found out about that a week into dating him when you noticed how curt his messages were in the mornings—yet he’s now up at 6:24 AM, darting in and out of the rooms in your shared apartment, getting ready for the day.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’s rushing to leave.

“You’re awake,” you say lamely as you enter the living room.

He grunts in response, attention directed to the duffel bag he always brings to the office on patrol days.

You want to ask him why he’s up this early, but ultimately decide against it. Instead, you say: “Did you pack your lunch already?”

“Yeah,” he gestures to his bag, “It’s in here.”

“Okay.”

You stand awkwardly by the door as you watch him zip his bag and adjust his civilian clothes that would be swapped in for his winter costume later.

He then walks up to you and presses a kiss on your forehead—so tentatively it makes you ache.

Since when did he get so hesitant with you?

“I’ll go then,” he announces.

And before you know it, the front door shuts, his perfume leaving a nostalgic fragrance in its trail.

Only then do you realize that I love you’s were not exchanged.

The days after are unremarkably the same.

He’s been getting up extra early so that by the time you wake up, he’s already on his way to the agency.

On top of that, he’s starting to work overtime now, too.

Lately, he’s been arriving home as late as almost midnight.

You try to wait up for him—you really do—but with your own work to get to the following mornings, you just couldn’t sustain that arrangement.

And so you rarely see him.

But to your relief, despite everything that’s gone wrong with Bakugou since the night he proposed, you still fall on the same bed at the end of the day.

Albeit his back is turned against you. Still, you’re grateful. There’s a certain comfort that blankets you whenever you’re near Bakugou, and that hasn’t changed one bit.

Not wanting to make him uncomfortable, you mirror him, your back now facing his.

Which is why you don’t notice it until you hear a gasp.

Propping yourself up on your elbow, you look at Bakugou, who’s now sitting upright, chest heaving.

Quickly, you rouse yourself, facing him. “What’s wrong?”

He inhales deeply as his eyes dart towards you, beads of sweat now decorating his forehead.

“Nightmare,” he croaks.

At that, you grab his ice-cold hands, squeezing them in yours. “Do you want to talk about it?”

A beat passes before he reluctantly shakes his head. “It’s just the usual.”

The usual. Being held hostage by that monster, getting kidnapped, being responsible for All Might’s—

“It doesn’t matter if it’s new or not,” you retort, squeezing his hands again in an attempt to anchor him to reality. “I’m here to listen, alright?”

Bakugou hesitates for a second before nodding, a pained expression written across his face.

He starts to lean in closer, probably to drop his head at the crook of your neck like he usually does when plagued with nightmares, before hesitating and leaning back.

“Okay.”

The next morning, you wake up not only to an empty bed, but an empty house.

Still half asleep, you trudge your way toward the kitchen, where a bento box is sitting on the island. On top of it is a sticky note that reads:

Going out w the guys after shift. Don’t wait up.

Your heart sinks at the thought of not being able to see Bakugou for the day.

Still, maybe he needs this night out.

You wouldn’t want to spend time with the person who rejected you either.

With a heavy heart, you get ready for the day yourself.

Work is the least of your concerns this morning, but you figure you have to go. You could use some distraction to take your mind off your crumbling relationship.

You’re in your bed reading that non-fiction you’ve been putting off for a while now when your phone rings.

You reach for your phone, eyebrows furrowing at the sight of Kirishima’s caller ID.

Huh.

You press the green button after a few seconds of letting it ring. “Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N!” a cheery voice greets you. “This is Kirishima.”

“Hey, Ei,” you start, weirdly nervous. “How are you and the rest of the squad?”

“Actually, that’s why I called you. Can you pick Bakugou up? He’s so drunk.”

Your Katsuki? Drunk?

For some reason, the idea of talking to a drunk Bakugou, who also happens to be the bluntest version of himself, elicits an unpleasant feeling in your gut.

“Really?” you ask, voice small. “How much did he drink?”

“Not a lot, but the alcohol percentage of the ones he downed are pretty high.”

When you don’t respond for a while, he pipes up with: “Y/N?”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

Kirishima sounds unsure when he asks, “Is everything okay with you guys?”

“Yes, Ei.” No, Ei. I inadvertently rejected his marriage proposal.

“Okay, that’s good to hear,” he starts. “It’s just that he barely mentioned you when he was still sober—which is a rare occurrence, if you only knew. He only started calling for you when he was three glasses in.”

Despite yourself, your stomach flips in delight. He’s still thinking about me, you think to yourself.

“Anyway, as I was saying, are you good to fetch him?”

“Yes,” you stand up and grab for your keys. “I’ll be there in fifteen.”

You’re situating the car in your designated parking space when Bakugou finally stirs awake.

Once you’re parked, you turn off the engine before you reach over the console to unfasten his seatbelt. Yours follows shortly after.

You look at him, whose eyes are still closed.

“We’re here, Kats.”

At the sound of your voice, his eyes shoot open and he examines his environment, alarmed. Once he catches sight of you, though, he visibly relaxes.

Only to straighten up in his seat, stiff and unable to look you in the eye.

“You didn’t have to, uh,” he stammers, struggling to formulate coherent sentences. “Get me. You didn’t have to get me.”

You shoot him a small smile. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.”

He doesn’t say anything after that, eyes trained on your car’s windshield.

A moment passes before he speaks again.

“My mom made me do it, you know.”

You stare at his side profile. “Made you do what?”

“Propose to you.”

“Oh.”

He shakes his head, almost in disagreement. “The old hag really wants me to get married. I told her we didn’t have to get married because we’re happy the way things are and that shit is just for formality. Told me I’d be missing out on you wearing a wedding dress.”

You snort, “That’s what convinced you to ask me?”

He grins. “Nah. I just realized I wanted to get married if it was to you.”

Before you can even react, Bakugou shifts in his seat, breaking eye contact.

“It was stupid of me, though.”

Your stomach drops in anticipatory dread. “Stupid of you to what?”

He chuckles, although he seems anything but happy. “Was stupid of me to think someone like you would say yes to someone like me.

“I—” he stutters, “I wouldn’t marry me either.”

Your eyebrows furrow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He sighs, “Just…who the fuck do I think am, proposing to you? I was a horrible person who fucked things up so many times growing up. Maybe this is karma biting me back in the ass.”

“Katsuki.”

“You can do way be—”

“Katsuki!”

He jerks his head to face you, bewildered and eyes glassy.

You reach over the console to hold his scarred hand, staring him down.

“Look at me.”

He does so.

“You’re not that person anymore, alright?” You squeeze his hand, “Please don’t do this to yourself.”

Under the intensity of your gaze, Bakugou can only nod in affirmation before you engulf him in your first hug in what feels like weeks.

“Come on,” you say when you finally part, “Let’s get you ready for bed.”

Bakugou sleeps like a baby by your side that night. Meanwhile, you stay up until the wee hours of the morning, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He thinks you don’t want to marry him.

Your heart aches at the very thought of him grappling with the most false of all statements.

You want to marry him, you really do, but all your fears suddenly rose to the surface and enveloped you the second he went on one knee.

And that’s what you’re planning to confess to him tonight.

You wait, wrapped in the thickest jacket you own, seated on the bench for Bakugou to come. You left him a note alongside his bento box earlier this morning—a note that says to meet you at the indicated address.

Lost in your thoughts and in your internal monologue, you startle when somebody sits next to you.

You look to your right, only to see Bakugou in his thickest jacket, a gray beanie covering his ash blonde locks, cheeks pink from the cold.

“Do you remember this place?” you ask, voice quiet.

He scoffs, “Of course I do, dumbass.”

At that, you chuckle. “This is where we had our first date.”

He grunts in agreement. He doesn’t say anything after that.

A few seconds pass before he finally pipes up with: “So why did you bring me here?”

Your heart’s pace quickens at the query.

You gulp, although your voice still ends up shaky. “I wanted to apologize.”

“You have nothing to apologize for.”

You shake your head, “You don’t understand.”

He chuckles, that same one that translates to anything but happiness. “I think I do. You don’t want to marry me, I get it.”

“No,” you say, voice louder. “I want to marry you.”

At your admission, Bakugou turns to look you in the eye. The hopeful expression on his face is staggering, you want to curl up into a ball and cry. “What?”

“I said,” you repeat, “I want to marry you.”

His eyebrows furrow. “Then why have you been acting like you don’t?”

At his question, you can’t help but clench your eyes closed. This is too much, you think to yourself, but you owe Bakugou the truth.

“I’m just scared, Kats. Truly. I—” you stammer, “I just can’t shake off the fear of losing you one day. And I know your capabilities and I know how hard you work. Just that—I don’t know. The fear of seeing you killed one day is paralyzing.”

Bakugou reaches out to you, and you let him wipe away the tears that are now falling down your cheeks.

“I’m scared, too,” he offers. “But I don’t know.”

He shakes his head, “I’m more scared of not being with you.”

At his confession, you can’t help but smile. “I think that’s how I feel, too.”

You rest your head on Bakugou’s shoulder, your hand in his. You stay like that for a few minutes before you pull away and turn to regard him again.

“Can we start over?” you ask, “I want to propose to you soon.”

Bakugou smirks, nothing but elation on his face. He takes your other hand and squeezes it.

“Not if I propose to you first.”

tagging. @katsukis1wife @rinalou @loverboyrin @brunnetteiwik @beabe19

as always, reblogs, comments, and tags are appreciated <3

[essjujutsu]

PROLOGUE : THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

masterlist | next " i myself am , strange and unusual . "

a month later ...

you let out a deep sigh, stretching your arms overhead as you looked around the small one-bedroom apartment that you were renting. the air was still and quiet, a contrast to the lively bustle of your old place. being in the middle of nowhere, it lacked the charm and familiarity you had once known. as you took a moment to absorb your surroundings, the reality of your new life began to settle in.

you had hung up most of your decor from your old place, crystals lining up on a shelf hanging next to your bed—your posters and tapestries making the bedroom feel at least slightly more homey.

a buzz broke the calmness as your phone vibrated on the bedside table beside you.  you picked it up, seeing a text from your soon-to-be boss.

you set your phone down once more after sending a quick reminder to update your cousin after work tomorrow. you felt grateful as you thought of shoko, the one who had introduced you to this opportunity. even though she was nearly seven years older, she had always been more than just a cousin, she was a close friend, a constant person in your life as you both grew up.

while walking to the small kitchen, you thought on the co-worker you would have. nanami mentioned he was around the same age as you, which was nice you supposed. still, a hint of anxiety tugged at you; making friends had never come easily.

you decided you would try your best, after all now that you were living in the countryside it would be harder to meet new people. honestly, you hadn’t had many friends in the city—if any at all. if shoko was here, she would tell you that you had to branch out of the small comfort zone you always found yourself living in.

after you ate, you went back to your bedroom, turning off the lights as a calming darkness took over the space. laying down in bed, you set an alarm for the next morning, then turning on some music and drifting to sleep.

notes / extras :

i mentioned this in the tags, but yn & yuji are around 19-20, shoko & nanami are 27-28

in later chapters yn's backstory will be described more, but her and shoko grew up very close and she was staying with her a lot when she was in hs

shoko lives farther away now in a town an hour away from the city where yn lived, but now she lives around 3 hours away

yn was definitely playing cocteau twins (favorite band plug in) to sleep but i didn't know if i should've added it in so its here!

nanami texts wayyy to formally for an almost 30 yr LMFAO hes lowkey unc

sorry this chapters short its just cause its the prequel, the next chapters will be longer fs

taglist : ( ask/comment to be added ) @brideads @stillnotherapy @solaqes @chososcamgirl @yuu-via @mikikkoo @gumims @hel-lhound

[virgil-is-a-cutie]

You know what would be a funny au with the au of Bill and Ford being together and married and then with Stanley and Fiddleford married is that it turns out that both Bill and Ford LIKED Fiddleford, but both didn't know how to go about it.

Sure both noticed Fiddleford being a bit touchy with both, especially when Bill possessed Ford, but then when both acted indifferent that's when Fiddleford pulled away and acted like just a friend.

In enters Stanley who after being kicked out eventually became a mechanic and got to Gravity Falls at 28 yrs old for a job opportunity.

He and Fiddleford meet and Fiddleford doesn't see him as a Ford replacement, he sees him as his own person.

They date and then marry.

However, it's only after Bill and Ford go dimension hopping for fun and adventurous, occasionally going back to GF for a small visit not noticing

But just...decades later they finally talk after seeing Fiddleford and Stanley so happy and realize they fumbled so bad

[daisyswift3]

The Story/Secret of Us

So I believe I may have just solved a major piece of the puzzle and finally figured out WHY the tortured poets have been sending us these anonymous messages to help us solve it. I think this entire rabbit hole is a gift to us true fans which is why we got all of those cryptic present 🎁 anon messages. Alllll of these songs are dedicated to us (except for So High School and I will explain why I think this in more detail later). THIS is The Story or Secret of Us. The "secret" is this rabbit hole of connections and this secret language or code of symbols and metaphors we've all learned how to speak (sunshine/daylight/gold/yellow = Karlie/being out of the closet/queer love/happiness, 3 = Speak Now, orange = karma, etc). The "us" is the tortured poets and us true fans who share this secret language.

Another important part of understanding this puzzle is that some of these songs are time sensitive 🕰️ and like a prophecy (The Prophecy) waiting to be fulfilled. So after a certain point, some songs can no longer be applied bc that "scene" in the movie has already passed (If This Was A Movie). They want us to essentially play our part in the story they've written. Right now we are playing the part of Paul Revere or Cassandra warning swifties of what's coming (likely on Sept 28). And we're also acting as Taylor's wings/angels catching her when she falls off her pedestal (see this post). They want us to think of these moments when we listen to these songs bc they want them to be personally relatable bc that's part of our gift. I think this is what Taylor meant when she said

"Let me tell you my secret little dream for this evening. These are songs that I have written about my life or things I've felt at one point in time, whether I was a teenager, in my 20s, or a couple yrs ago. But after tonight when you hear these songs out and about in the world, my dream is that you're gonna think about tonight and the memories we made here together" (x)

and what present anon meant when they said

"Reach those lanterns a little bit higher. For you shall receive a metaphor so dire" (x).

"Then the actors (us true fans and the tortured poets) were hitting their marks and the slow dance was alight with the sparks and the tears fell in synchronicity with the score" // "It's a normal thing to fall in love with movie stars when the lights are low and red at all their favorite bars. And the story you want is the story you get. Are you special or was this all scripted in his head?...Don't worry, I know I'll see you again. Uh-huh, you'll make me cry when it comes to an end. You were all that we hoped (The Prophecy), but I can't recommend getting close, I should've known, but I'll see you again" (x). The tortured poets have invited us to "dance" with them by being a part of this movie. If we accept this invitation, then we essentially become the muse of these songs.

I think Gracie playing In Between as a surprise song on 9/19 was an easter egg for Lizzy’s song Pushing It Down and Praying that was released 9/20. I think the mv for this song is the visual representation of the 🫚 message about the audience member (us true fans) becoming a part of the magic show and also the teenage love triangle in folklore. In this story, we are playing the character Wendy/Betty while the tortured poets play the character Peter/James. Swifties or the fans who don’t see this metaphorical story are Augusta/Augustine, the girl that James cheats on Betty with in august. So even though the teenage love triangle is technically fictional, there are seeds of truth in it. This is what Taylor was trying to explain during the eras tour betty speeches when she said she created these fictional characters and she was acting as the narrator of their story (x). Role Model, who stars in the Pushing It Down and Praying mv, is also the opening act for Gracie's TSOU tour which is another connection.

And to add even more evidence to this theory, the teenage love triangle also makes an appearance in Gracie’s discography. Gracie has a song called Augusta on TIWIFL which just so happens to be the name of one of the characters in the love triangle. It is also the name of a town in Maine which is where Gracie’s family is from. There are 3 songs in total on TIWIFL that are named after towns in Maine—Camden, Augusta, and Rockland. If you put the first letters of these songs together, they spell out “CAR.” “Standing in your CARdigan, kissing in my CAR again,” “And when I felt like I was an old CARdigan under someone’s bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite," 2:46 in betty ("She said 'James, get in, let's drive'") corresponding with 2:46 in august ("Remember when I pulled up and said get in the CAR").

august, betty, cardigan (the 3 sides or perspectives of the love triangle) are “ABC” bc the alphabet or capital letters are one of the major keys to solving this puzzle. As I mentioned in this post, I think Audrey has been helping to plant easter eggs. She posted Capital Letters by Hailee Steinfeld on her insta 3 times which is quite interesting and she also included this song in her Summa playlist.

What makes this even more suspicious is that she specifically chose timestamps in the songs (1:11 and 1:23) that have these lyrics ⬇️ and she posted the 1:11 timestamp TWICE which indicates that she really wanted to emphasize it. "God I'm jumping in the deep end, it's more fun to swim in. Heard the risk is drowning but I'm gonna take it."

Another thing that I think ties in with all of this is the Stephen Colbert interview. In this post below, I explain why I think the pizza on the mood board represents PR/bearding/showmanship/magic. I also explain how the letters that spell out Stephen's name are a huge clue and are related to the Peter Pan metaphor that is a through line in both Gracie's and Taylor's music. This is another example of "capital letters" or the alphabet being the key to solving the puzzle.

Going back to what I said in the first paragraph, this entire rabbit hole of cross-referenceable songs is dedicated to us except for the "pizza" So High School which is the one song she dedicated to 🏈 This is why Taylor's mood board had one slice of pizza while every other picture was of Stephen.

[mystery0028]

Frieren Timeline/Pacing

(Manga Spoilers at the very bottom)

Rewatching Frieren made me realize just how much thought the writer put into the pacing and timeline.

It feels like a slow-paced anime, but also time passes by really quick? Like the first episode literally shows a 50 year time skip? But is this really true?

50 years, 20 years, 4 years, 2 years, 6 months, about a year, around another year, 6 months,(Story Starts), 6 months, 2 months, 3-4 months.

Notice anything?

These are the timeskips/timelapses in the timeline. And as Frieren learns more about humans and learns to appreciate the present, the gaps get smaller and smaller, with the everyday being elaborated on more.

Now maybe that's not on purpose, but it certainly seems like it is. The thought and care to create such a subtle way to show Frieren's growth and understanding and appreciation of the NOW - all the while still reminding us of how old she is and how these years really aren't all that long to her in the grand scheme of things? Beautiful.

Expanded Timeline Given Below:

The first episode (1st manga chapter) starts with first a 50 year timelapse (Himmel dies at the end of this), and then a 20 year timeskip, before we end with Frieren deciding to stay with Heiter to translate a grimoire even though it could take 5 or 6 years (barely any time at all for Frieren- over a 1000 yr old elf)

The next episode (chapter-2) starts after a 4 year timelapse (24 years after Himmel's death) to reach a point where we see Fern's progress on learning magic and also the deterioration of Heiter's health. Heiter dies and then there is a 2 year timeskip (26 years after Himmel's death) until we come across our first 'quest' (chapter-3) that we see Frieren and Fern undertake - the search for the blue moon weed flowers. There is a 6 month timelapse before Fern decides 'this is taking too long' and tells Frieren that she thinks its time to pack up and move on - they end up finding the blue mood weed right after that conversation.

The third episode (chapters-4 and 5) is set another year later (27 years after Himmel's death), and the 4th episode a year after that (28 years after Himmel's death) We spend 6 months of this year cleaning up a ship wreck (Episode 4, Chapter - 6)

This is where the present day storyline properly starts - 28 years after Himmel's death -with our party finding out about Aureole (Episode 4, Chapter-7) and picking up another member (Stark) (Episode-6, Chapter-10/11) as they head north.

After that its all small timeskips as we join the party on their 'quests' as they head north.

The next biggest one is when they are stuck in a blizzard for 6 months near the Schwer mountain range and so cannot move ahead. This is in the 2nd half of episode 11 (Chapter-24).

After this timeskip we find out it is now 29 years since Himmel died.

Again small timeskips (in days or weeks - normal for an anime) as we get to Ausserst (during which we meet Sein, spend a few weeks in his village, travel a bit, and then get stuck in a village for a month due to a snow storm - no major time skips here by the way), then 2 months timeskip between reaching Ausserst and writing the First Class Mage exam. (Episode 18 and Chapter 37).

The anime ends after the mage exam alongside Chapter- 60 of the manga. Keep in mind this is still 29 years since Himmel's died.

**Manga Spoilers Ahead**

We don't hit 30 years from Himmel's death until Chapter 70, and 31 years until Chapter - 105. There's a timeskip of a few months where they live outside Weiss with Denken, as Frieren analyzes a curse, and they deal with defeating a demon (Macht Arc - Chapter- 81 to 104), but you get the point.

The manga currently is on 31 years after Himmel's death. (Chapter-134 is the latest as of writing this)

-1.9.2024

[softcarebears]

UPDATE TIME POOK

27. bbsf didn’t go w/ deja either. idk why he lied tho

28. i finally meet deja, she like instantly complements me

29. couple hours later bbsf ends up coming up to me and my friends and uh oh deja, despite having liked him for the past 2 weeks, no longer likes him

30. now me and bbsf r constantly hanging out w/ our other friends, zim, berry and five (who i probably should’ve mentioned earlier hated me bc she liked bbsf but she got over it pretty soon after realizing she was a lesbian)

31. seats r finally changed in avid, i sit in front of flor’s twin sister fawn, w/ flor sitting right be side her

32. i end up becoming friends w/ the twins and me, flor and bbsf all work together in a group project

33. we’re spilt into groups for smth called tutorial in avid, i’m w/ bbsf, fawn, turtle (aka a’s bf and the dude who’s been trying to get me and bbsf together for 2 years), drop and tee

34. turtle further tries to get us together 

35. bbsf gets strep and i end up giving him advice in the gc, cuz u know, little sis of a nurse

36. pinkie leaves the gc

37. smiley has a party at her house, inviting me, violet, june and new comers rose and star

38. violet and june tell me that pinkie hasn’t shut up abt me in months 

39. rose tells me that only the under class men who knew us were the only ones who didn’t think that me and bbsf were dating

40. start of hoco week

SHE'S BACK OMGGGG WE CHEEREDDD!!!!WOOHOOO👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

hmm...deja "compliments you when you meet her" for the first time plus THEN STOPS LIKING BBSF HMM...why can i sense a crush development....I CAN SMELL SOME HOT PIPING SAPPHIC TEA STIRRINGGG and im here for it!!

or maybe i just read too many books and fanfics i'm hella delulu chile lol

or maybe she realised you were the perfect match for bbsf or smth and that she does not stand a chance...or she got a crush on you...barbie said everything was possible so i don't know either fam

why everyone in this story either is in love with bbsf or you or is gay or turns out gay...???

TURTLE IS A MAN OF CULTURE🔥AND HE DESERVES THE BIGGEST SMOOCH OH THE LIPS !!😘

pinkie OUTTTTT!!! she does not deserve to debut with that fugly attitude of hers (lmfao kpop stan core🤗) + her talking about you for months its giving...envious....its giving..."wish i were heather" by conan gray...its giving she hates you but her pinterest board is filled with pics of you lol

what are you wearing for hoco queeen??! ALSO U NEVER SENT ME A PIC OF YOUR DAPHNE COSTUME💔

i'm writing this ask while im supposed to be revising lol i have my english lit paper two tomorrow wish me luck my queenussy...i finish exams next monday hoof i just want this shit to be OVER WITH OMG!...i miss the blue skies,the sounds of birds chirping and the grass😔

also i'm currently in an online SITUATIONSHIP WITH A MOOT i did here on tumblr 3 yrs ago okay BYEEE HAHA HAHA LMFAO😭

me core...

he did not text me at all today...🙁

do i give af?

no

(i absolutely do....)

[basmentdwealer]

Splatoon au ⁉️⁉️

An au based on if all the idols (Squid Sisters, Off the Hook and Deep Cut) arent idols, then what would they do?

Just a silly silly idea that popped up (reminder that besides Pearlina the others will probably be ooc since I don’t know em well)

I’ll only draw Marina and Pearl since (probably)

Apologies for the shitty pic but

Marina! (25 yrs old) (as of Splatoon 3)

She works as a rave DJ with her partner DJ Sango (Cap’n 3). For Marina, I made it so that she (18) and 8 were going through octo expansion together, which I guess made her Agent 7/9 for a while? She lived with the Agent 3 & 8 for a while before eventually moving out when hers and 3 were making good money. She met Pearl when she was at a bar which also was holding Pearl’s concert (?) then started dating like a year later lolz

For Pearl (28 yrs old)

Pearl is a supermodel who models for Enperry, her dad’s company. While modelling is her main job, she plays in a band as a side gig. Surprisingly to her, her band got popular and started selling more copies of their albums. Eventually people knew Pearl for both her her modelling and voice. Currently, she plays in her band more than modelling , only doing so when her dad practically begs her to.

So yeag….. for The Squid Sisters they do make music but they never really did the whole Inkopolis News thing. Their music is popular but they didnt do more than that, rather they worked on The NSS more.

For Deep Cut, they continued on being bandits who found this funky little kid (Neo) and their brother(lil buddy). They did bandit stuff together until some old man pulled them in for agent work (all of em lmao)

That’s it lolz, I may add more tho (like refs…) but I just wanted to get this out there

[icequeen1371]

4 years ago, I was go go go & stopped my ADHD meds I had been taking for 20 yrs (this ain’t about that tho they were masking this) I was diagnosed with, so far, 28 chronic illnesses, autoimmune disorders/diseases, pain conditions & syndromes. I had to learn how to take care of myself in a whole new way. Rest became aomething to prize rather than push aside. Still don’t know how. Sleep? Insomnia. ADHD? Can’t sit still. I’m learning. I’m trying. It’s hard to learn how to rest your body. So hard. Life gets in the way. Pain gets in the way. Imposter syndrome gets in the way. Boy does it ever. That one really gets you. 4+ year later and that one is still strong. I still haven’t wrapped my mind around the fact that I’m disabled. And when I think I have, I feel like I’m being lazy or giving up. And I know that’s ableist. It’s ingrained and it’s so hard to scrub out of me.

I grew up learning that unless you just got run over by a dump truck, you get you ass up and get moving. Broken leg? Drag it behind you? Lol Throw it over your shoulder lol My Mom would keep going no matter what. You have to strap her down to get her to stop cleaning or cooking or doing something. I’m the same way. ADHD is hereditary. (The autism is from Dad I think.) So now I get to try and figure out how to force myself to wrangle this feeling of a million bees inside a locked metal box to stop buzzing long enough so I can watch a movie or read a book or take a nap without getting so weirded out or uncomfortable that I get up and go dopamine searching. Again. Which keeps me awake. And moving. A sore. And not resting. Ugh.

I only ever took Dexadrine as my med which I’m realizing may have been the wrong med cuz all it did was make me go go go go go even more. It never quieted my mind like so many ppl talk about their meds doing. I’d love to feel that. I mean, if I’m already zipping around the apartment, what if I learn how to ‘harness’ it properly? I don’t want the hyperfocus unless I can turn it to art or something stationary so that’ll have to be something I redirect it to forcefully maybe. But maybe trying Vyvanse might be worth it if it stops the buzzing bees and the loud talking cuz honestly, I’d fxcking cry. 50 years of thinking I was insane.

Then 3 years ago, TikToks come out and ppl are talking about inner monologues that never quit and I was omg that’s me! I thought I was crazy! I never told anyone cuz I figured everyone dealt with it and just no one talked about it, so I never talked about it! But not everyone has this!? It was a lot to realize that ppl got to walk around and NOT have to deal with it and just be blessed with a quiet mind. I was bitterly jealous. I still am when I think about it too much. That why I think taking Vyvanse may be worth it. It can’t hurt right? I take enough meds already which is why I weight taking any new meds seriously. K. I think talking about it like this has made up my mind. I’ll be asking my psych to try putting me on it after the new year so we can see.

Thanks for listening or reading. Even if no one ever reads any of these mile long run on sentences I write sometimes.

[eroswickut]

jedi reference sheet / oc

» i figured id post this here too but i made a ref sheet for jensi finally and thought i'd share bits of info about her : 28 yrs, fought alongside plo koon and the wolfpack; she used blue shoto light sabers, and was popular among the clone troopers. she had a hidden relationship with commander wolffe (been meaning to make a fic about their early relationship but i haven't gotten to it yet) until order 66 occurred where they got separated. she later met clone force 99 while in hiding and formed a close relationship with hunter. her voice claim is laura bailey (voice of serana from skyrim)