#GH THEY ARE A PERSON AND NOT AN ANIMAL

[swordofruln]

[mun] some1: necro if u wanna ship someo1s gonna have to take the initiate and approach the other

me: ok but what if i silently just sit here and send my brainwaves and hope they get it

[thesupercatalogue]

Cat 19 : Neko Zombie

From Gregory Horror Show

[ennuidays]

Urgh

[dbphantom]

[checks which chapter was just adapted] but I want gear 5 to be animated nooooow

Wailing sobbing sliding across my desk like a pathetic little slime

[askbrahmsheelshire]

hi!! i wanted to ask for a Brahms x gender neutral reader writing drabble! can you please write brahms with an s/o who has been drawing him a lot and accidentally finds their sketchbook on their desk? thank you!

ᴼᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉᵎᵎᵎ ᴵ ᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵐᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᶦᵗ ˡᵒⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᶦⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗᵉᵈ ˡᵒˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ

Brahms x GN! Reader Warnings: Posessiveness, Consensual but Not Safe or Sane, Minor Sexual Content POV: 3rd Person Limited, Brahms Perspective

His fingertips glide across the cheek of his porcelain mask, riding the ridges of the lips that are cracked from years of wear. His eyes glance down to a discarded book, pages haphazardly flipped open. It feels odd, this flipped dynamic.

Being watched, that is.

His eyes are used to watching them through the cracks in the walls; from behind this mask he’s worn since the fire tore through his flesh. Being a predator hungry for its’ prey, hiding and concealing himself in the shadows.

He’s felt their eyes on his hulking frame every day this week, marking and etching into the paper of the moleskin they carry. Sitting in the parlor, behind the kitchen counters… In bed, as he stares down at them through this ceramic facade. Their eyes, locked onto his mask, trying to see through it. Scanning and memorizing, marking and recording.

More than a dozen different sketches of his own face and body lined and shaded are littered throughout the pages. These sketches show everything— the angry burns that crawl down from beneath his mask and onto his shoulder, his relentless body hair, the brown ringlets of his hair that frizz out and go straight in mismatched places.

He didn’t realize he’s been this thoroughly…examined. While he was busy recording their curves into his memory, their every movement throughout his home repeated like a mantra in his head, they were busy doing the same. His chest… His eyes behind his mask…The folds and draping of his clothes against his body. The unmistaken straining of his pants.

He can’t help but groan, wetting his lips to the physical desire of his lover leaking off the page. His thoughts becoming more and more muddied the more he sees his lust reflected back on the rough textured paper.

A creak of the staircase, barely audible, hits his ears. He knows every weakpoint in the old floorboards of this home to recognize when his lover is making their way up the stairs. Like a sixth sense.

His body catches them before even a squeak can escape their throat. Moving like a shadow across the floorboards of the bedroom to the opening door, just a gust of wind hits their face before they see him there. A hand reaches out, stopping the door’s swinging movement and pinning their bodies together against its’ frame. He looms over them, faces mere inches away. It’s only then do they find the air returning to their lungs, eyes wide in shock, finally seeing him there before them.

That look— that desperation! In the short time he’s had them here as his new plaything, he can still get this kind of reaction from them! That sort of desperation and fear when startled and backed into a corner, primal and animalistic. It’s intoxicating, it’s all his! Mine, mine, mine, he thinks.

“Gh— Brahms…! God, you scared me—” The blush errupts across their face, beautiful, hot blood, taking over the color on their cheeks. Their eyes whip from his mask straight to the scene of the crime, the mistakenly discarded notebook that lay open on the dresser. Whines and whispers of an animal pinned down by the teeth of a predator croak from their lips, followed by an embarrassed and nervous smile. “I didn’t mean to leave that out.”

Cute.

Cute, cute cute. Cute!

Their breath is uneven, shoulders shaking at every inhale, heart thrumming like a small little hummingbird. He moves in closer, God, he can’t control it, moving his face into the crook of their neck and his breath pounding on the inside of the ceramic. It’s like he can taste the blood on his lips through the thin skin of their neck. That racing pulse, drumming, drumming, drumming under their jaw is enough to make him faint.

“Did you see everything?” They ask, smugness and pride playing on their lips, despite their nervousness and embarrassment. Had they left it out on purpose? Was it meant to entice him, a game they've devised for his amusement? He loves these kinds of games.

He doesn’t answer, just breathes in their hot breath and scent, porcelain cold against the sensitive lobes of their ears. Shaking like a poor deer caught in the scope of a hunter’s rifle. It’s more fun this way, forcing information out of them, making them think they’re giving it up on purpose. Entice, sit, wait.

“You’re just beautiful, Brahms. I can’t help but draw you.” They smile, still shivering and swaying like long, wild grass. A spark of indignation flickers when he doesn't deny looking at their drawings, "It's only fair. You stare at me all the time."

His voice, high and wrong for a man his age, “You don’t like when I stare?” A hint of a smirk on his real lips.

“I didn’t say that!"

A quick retort, almost too loud for how close they are to one another.

That look—! The desperation for his approval, their fear and exhilaration. Their eyes cast down quickly, embarrassed by how quickly they needed to clarify.

He needs it. To the core of his being, he craves it.

The saliva pooling under his tongue is overwhelming as his eyes dart across their features. He swallows hard.

A whimper rushes past their lips. “I’m sorry, Brahms,” they apologize, voice light and unsteady. “I didn’t mean for you to find it, I—” A startled squeak as his hands find the sides of their face, thumbs nestled on the skin of their temples, stroking and smoothing the skin there. His grip forces their eyes to meet.

“Why?” He finds his voice, too delicate, too unstable. They didn’t want him to see? Why not? Hasn’t he been good? He knows he’s been good, he’s been nothing but obedient. He’s good, he’s good, so then why? Why, why, why?!

Their eyes shine with something he can’t place— something he can’t understand. He’s good, he’s been so fucking good.

“I didn’t mean it that way.” Their hand rests on his chest, rubbing smooth, small circles. God, that feels good. Good. Good. He’s so good. “I didn’t mean for you to just… stumble upon it.”

His fingers tighten their hold, scratching the line of hair on their neck, sending a shiver straight down their spine. “And how would you have wanted me to find it?”

Their breath hitches, eyes wide as they look into the empty eyes of his mask. “I… I wanted to show you. I wanted to show you how I see you.”

“Show me,” he whispers, his hands releasing their grasp moving down, down, down to grip their waist.

“Show me how you see me.”

[kfkr1ze]

Vividly Colored Imagination - Chapter 5

Characters — ✈︎ Akuta, Kiroku, Nanaki, Muneuji, Ushio, Sakujiro

Location: Crafts Teahouse in Kanazawa

Sakujiro: Well then everyone, this afternoon we will be painting our very own Hachiman okiagari dolls. It will be an exciting experience.

Akuta: An okiagari doll? Are you talking about those things that look like daruma dolls?

Kaede: Yes. It’s a pretty famous activity to do in Kanazawa. It’s used to pray for the growth and overall happiness of children.

The Yasue Hachiman Shrine near the station is said to be the origin of the “Kaga Hachiman Okiagari” ritual. There are a lot of Hachiman okiagari dolls lined up there. Fun fact, it’s said that this shrine was entrusted to the Maeda clan, who would come here to pray for the removal of black ships!

Sakujiro: We sincerely hope that this experience of learning about Kanazawa’s traditions and culture will help you deepen your learning for the tour.

Nanaki: That’s fine and all, but…

Ushio: Just what the hell are you wearing, Sensei?

Sakujiro: As for me, I am supposed to be a substitute animal feeding instructor for today. For that purpose, I am wearing this apron.

Akuta: You can do something like that Kari-sen!?

Sakujiro: Indeed I can. I am also a certified ceramics manufacturing technician

Kaede: (What an incredible certification…)

Sakujiro: Traditionally, one would paint pine, bamboo, and plum flowers on the body of a Hachiman okiagari doll, but please feel free to decorate it however you like.

Akuta: Then I’ll get started right awa… Uh, there’s something called a “designation tag” on it,

Muneuji: It’s something akin to what Nanamegi did with Kinugawa earlier.

Nanaki: So we do the same with the Hachiman okiagari doll?

Kiroku: There’s a… boom… like that…

Akuta: We can draw a pic of the person we’re making them for then! Or you can just draw something inspired by them!

Kaede: Designated tags huh. Sounds interesting. I’ll join in with you guys so there’ll be 6 people. We’d have enough to pair everyone together, so let’s do that.

Ushio: In that case, I won’t pair with anyone who isn’t Muu-chan.

Muneuji: Then that’s decided.

Kaede: Then let’s pair the two tour hosts, Kiroku-kun and Nanaki-kun, if possible…

Kiroku: O…kay…

Nanaki: ‘Kay, I’ll be in your care then Kiroku.

Kaede: That leaves me and Akuta-kun as the last pair. You could also do it by yourself if you don’t wanna be paired with an adult.

Akuta: What are you talking about? I wanna be Sensei’s partner whether you're an adult or not! I’d be happy to be together with you.

Kaede: Uuu…

Akuta: Eh, why’re you suddenly crying? What’s wrong? 

Kaede: (At one point, it felt like the age difference between us was as deep as the Mariana Trench, but for Akuta-kun, it doesn’t matter now… I’m so glad to be a teacher… Well I’m a chief, not a teacher, but…)

Some dust just got in my eye is all! Then I’ll be in your care, Akuta-kun!

Akuta: Yup!

Nanaki: (I’m a little… No, a LOT, jealous…)

Ushio: Gh… Ghggh…

Muneuji: Uu-chan, what’s wrong?

Ushio: I don’t have enough artistic talent to draw Muu-chan’s face well enough…

Sakujiro: What… long and winged eyelashes, paired with that sharp face shape…! This is a very excellent expression, Kurama-kun.

Ushio: Wh– Don’t peek at my drawing…!

Muneuji: You drew a celestial body on the drawing as well. I feel as if this is a very joyous occasion.

Sakujiro: As for Kaguya’s artwork, Kurama-kun is depicted with a radiant smile.

Muneuji: Indeed. I painted him while imagining his face when he is reading one of his “godly” books.

Ushio: I-I don’t remember making a face like that at all, though.

Akuta: Staaaaaare…

Akuta: Staaaare… Stare staaaaaaare……

Kaede: (It’s almost refreshing to be stared at this much…)

Akuta-kun. How’s my designated piece going? 

Akuta: Like this!

Kaede: Waah. Thank you for making it look so nice!

(Ah, he wrote “Sensei” on the tag… hehe)

Akuta: Sensei, y’know…

Kaede: Yeah?

Akuta: When I’m looking closely, your face is really pretty.

Kaede: Eh!

Nanaki: Ehh!?

Akuta: Ah, my bad for staring so hard?

Nanaki: (Of course it’s “your bad,” that’s extremely rude…!)

Kaede: No, it’s not that. Thank you.

Nanaki: ( ……Gh…… )

Kaede: Akuta, your eyes are big, and you’re really expressive, so you’re pretty charming.

Akuta: Right〜? You also have a lovely charming face like mine, Sensei. I wanna keep staring.

Kaede: Then, I can move a bit closer. I’ll just move my chair and… there.

Akuta: Uh!

Kaede: What is it?

Akuta: My nose isn’t bleeding, is it?

Kaede: It’s okay, it’s not bleeding at all.

Akuta: Hehe, then there’s not a problem! Kurushuumai[1], you can come a bit closer!

Nanaki: (What kinda nickname is Kurushuumai!? Uuu～～ That kinda closeness is SO unfair…!)

Kiroku: I’m… finished……

Nanaki: Ah, sorry. I’m almost done too.

Kiroku: It’s okay… I’ll wait.

Nanaki: Kiroku, could I see your okiagari doll?

Kiroku: !! Uh.

Nanaki: (He hid it behind his back…)

Kiroku: ………

(I was just concentrating on painting, but…)

Dewawa: And that time, the lanterns just so happened to be called “creepily cute” …

This time, it might not even be cute anymore.

Pinfu: So in other words… Cr・ee・py! Gyaha!

Kiroku: (This… Will Nanamegi hate it…? I’m not sure if… this was what I was supposed to be drawing when… drawing someone else…)

Uh… Umm……

Akuta: WOAAAAHH! That’s Kiroku’s okiagari doll!?

Kiroku: Huh!?

(I forgot Isotake was behind me… He saw it…!?)

Kaede: You’re already done? So fast!

Ushio: Huh? Who is?

Muneuji: I also want to see.

Kiroku: (I’m being… backed into a corner…!)

Sakujiro: Kinugawa-kun, please make your way to this table so you can display it to everyone.

Kiroku: (I can’t… get away… from this……)

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Notes — ✈︎

Kurushuumai is combining the word “苦しい (Kurushii)”meaning painful or distressing with Shuumai who is. Shuumai.

[dongsofsevotion]

happy kuso ginhiji life

not within the usual remit of this blog, but it seems important to be a person yelling on the internet about just how ginhijicore harada's happy kuso life is.

let's get the obvious stuff out of the way: light hair x dark hair, red eyes x blue eyes (at least by gintama anime standards), idiot NEET x proper company man (whose IQ canonically drops when they interact), same age, same (hkl) or matching (gh) birthdays, same height, so similar-looking they're virtually interchangeable (hair colour aside), constantly fighting and engaging in absurd contests they can't bear to lose, both absolute cowards in the face of scary stuff - and as the plot progresses, so obviously but obliviously in love in a way that is unmistakeable to everyone around them, despite their refusal to admit to even getting along.

if you're a ghg person you might appreciate the total reversibility of hkl, too - i suppose harada did write some hg in hanbunko, after all...

anyway, i love how harada's ginhiji DNA shines through in hkl, and how some tropes she tried out in her gh doujin work (plus some from original gintama!) reappear. please consider the following examples.

characters as neighbors! very ochiru, very kurasu especially, down to the getting drunk and boning business

then, once they're living together, the ol' "it's just for convenience's sake and there's definitely nothing between us" play (see kurikaesu)

youngsters do indeed learn the value of life from rhinoceros beetles

oh no, it's kabe!

that chapter speeds through a bunch of porn tropes and also includes a predictably sexually disappointing time-stop segment (battery not included)

hahaha it's literally otoshimon

passing out in a sauna, in honor of that ep 48 tee that just got released (i copped i am fucken stoked)

and don't get me started on how much i love harada's memey faces...

hkl is reskinned ginhiji, QED. ok but facetiousness aside, of course i am looking for gh parallels because i want to see them, but more accurately, i suppose the hkl dynamic just happens to match my ginhiji hc; ymmv. nevertheless, hkl is ridiculous and fantastic and should be more widely consumed (fair warning for rape handled irreverently, but nothing vaguely approaching the peak harada potential for trauma). nobody chooses frames quite like she does.

five volumes have been published so far by takeshobo; english localisations have been digitally handled by renta! (three volumes) and coolmic (four volumes) as happy shitty life, while in print, kuma has localised the first two volumes as happy crappy life.

[jackhkeynes]

Markish

Markish is an English language of the German family of languages which evolved on the island of Albion. It is closely related to other English languages like Kentish and Wessern, and is the primary language of the polity of Markland.

Contemporary Markish descends form the Early Markish spoken in Markland, which itself descends from Anglian varieties of Old English.

This article principally describes the acrolect of Markish spoken in and around the capital city of Tommarth.

Examples

A jalicked knave bought a new quistre. /ə ˈdʒa.lɪ.kəd knɛːv bɔft ə nəu ˈkwɪ.stə/ A guy in a tuxedo bought a new phone. Aquifex is the temendest corporal. /ˈa.kwɪˌfɛks ɪz ðe ˈtiː.mən.dəs ˈkoː.pʊ.ɾəl/ Hydrogen is the most abundant element. Do thy breches of and put thysel abed! /duː ðəi ˈbɾiː.tʃəz ɔf ən pʊt ðəiˈsɛl əˈbɛd/ Take off your clothes and get on the bed! By way o'dreend al therin ough, he asked "As swich?" /bəi wəi əˈdɾiː.ən‿dal ðəˈɾɪn uːf | hiː ˈa.skəd | az swɪtʃ/ While doing everything wrong, he asked "Like that?" Psolick tersures may breken wines brewing of. /ˈsɔ.lɪk ˈtɛː.zjəz məi ˈbɾiːkə wəinz ˈbɾəwɪŋg ɔf/ Sulphites can stop wine fermentation.

Phonology

Consonants

The consonant phonemes found in Markish are:

/m n/ /p t tʃ k/ /b d dʒ g/ /f θ s ʃ h/ /v ð z/ /w l ɾ j/

and they are subject to the following orthographic conventions:

b d f h k l m n p t v w z represent their IPA symbols.

j r y represent /dʒ ɾ j/ respectively.

c usually represents /s/ before i e y and /k/ elsewhere.

awice /əˈwəis/ "indeed" < OE ġewiss "certain" coholl /kʊˈhɔl/ "sulfide" < Ar كُحْل "kohl"

g usually represents /g/ but may represent /dʒ/ before i e y.

eagre /ˈeː.gə/ "acid" < L ācer nargill /ˈnaː.dʒɪl/ "coconut" < Ar نَرْجِيل "coconut palm" girl /geːl/ "young person"

q appears almost always in the diagraph qu to represent /kw/.

quoit /kwəit/ "tyre, torus"

s represents /z/ between vowels and word-finally (unless doubled), and /s/ otherwise.

Brasil /bɾəˈzɪl/ "Newfoundland" < Ir Breasail betimes /bɪˈtəimz/ "earlier" surblavick /soːˈblɛː.vɪk/ "ultraviolet" < L blavus "blue"

x represents /gz/ between vowels, and /ks/ otherwise.

oxy /ˈɔg.ziː/ "stubborn" œculux /ˈɛ.kjəˌlʊks/ "EM radiation" < Gr οἶκος "house", L lux "light"

There are several digraphs of letters with -h: ch gh ph sh th wh.

ph sh wh represent /f ʃ f/.

ch usually represents /tʃ/, but sometimes also /k/.

chalk /tʃalk/ "chalk" yacht /jakt/ "cult" < Du jaght "hunting party"

gh usually represents either /ʃ/ (following i) or /f/ (following u).

wight /wɪʃt/ "person" < OE wiht "thing, creature" ough /uːf/ "bad" < OE wōh "wrong, crooked" NB I'ght /ˈəift/ "I must", contracted from I ought

th usually represents either of /θ ð/, and sometimes /t/.

thrift /θɾɪft/ "energy" < ON þrift "prosperity" yeathre /ˈjeːðə/ "together" < OE geador

There are several situations in which written consonants may be silent.

In certain endings: participle -end /ən/, infinitive -en /ə/, superlative -est /əs/.

discurrend /dɪˈskʊ.ɾən/ "different" < L discurrēns "roaming" chammen /ˈtʃa.mə/ "to chew" (poss. onomatopoetic) tharvest /ˈθaː.vəs/ "least sociable" < OE þeorf "unleavened"

Coda r lengthens the preceding vowel and word-final -re is pronounced /ə/.

interpel /ɪnˈtɛː.pəl/ "interact with" < L interpellō "I disturb" sundre /ˈsʊn.də/ "many" < OE sundor "separately"

Post-tonic -st- immediately before a closed syllable is pronounced /s/.

hirstend /ˈheː.sən/ "extra" < OE hyrstan "to ornament" pistol /ˈpɪ.səl/ "message" < L epistola

Likewise, post-tonic -v- is lost in some common words.

morovre /mʊˈɾoː(ə)/ "as well" evre /ɛː(ə)/ "always"

Vowels

The vowels of (this variety of) Markish are:

/a ɛ ɪ ɔ ʊ ə/ /aː ɛː eː iː ɔː oː ʉː/ /əi əu/

and they are subject to the following orthographic conventions:

In stressed syllables, "short" a e i~y o u represent /a ɛ ɪ ɔ ʊ/.

sam /sam/ "set, collection" < OE samnian "gather" whelp /fɛlp/ "baby animal" quick /kwɪk/ "awake" thon /ðɔn/ "one, someone", contracted from the one bulk /bʊlk/ "cargo"

In unstressed syllables, a e i~y o u instead represent /ə ə~ɪ ɪ ʊ ʊ/—except word-finally, where /ɪ ʊ/ become /iː ə/.

defectend /dɪˈfɛk.tən/ "positively charged" behemoth /bɪˈhiː.mʊθ/ "hippopotamus" costumery /kʊˈstjəu.mə.ɾiː/ "fashion plate"

"Long" a e i~y o u represent /ɛː iː əi uː jəu/.

besake /bɪˈzɛːk/ "because" mete /miːt/ "standard, gauge" < OE metan "measure" ty /təi/ "to join" poke /puːk/ "container" < OFr poque "bag" huge /hjəudʒ/ "huge"

There are plenty of digraphs representing vowels.

Coda -r: ar er ir or ur represent /aː ɛː eː oː oː/.

davarn /dəˈvaːn/ "grand hotel, resort" < W tafarn "inn"

-a: ea oa represent /eː oː/.

roaden /ˈɾoː.də/ "to travel"

-e: ee ie ue represent /iː əi jəu/.

conspue /kʊnˈspjəu/ "to deride" < L cōnspuō "I spit upon"

-i/y: ai ei oi and ay ey oy represent /əi əi~iː əi/.

fain /fəin/ "willing(ly)"

-o: oo represents /uː/.

soon /suːn/ "as soon as"

-u/w: au eu ou and aw ew ow represent /əu əu əu~uː/.

blew /bləu/ "blue" coshow /ˈkɔ.ʃuː/ "rubber" < Quechua kawchu

[pawsometoons]

So how excited are you for a possible revival of GHS?

I am SOOOO SO SO SO SO EXCITED!!! How convenient is it that around a year after i get into GHS, it starts just getting revived out of nowhere? ITS CRAZY! I'm personally more excited for the new anime (since i prefer the blocky style more AND ALSO BECAUSE IVE HEARD BRENDAN HUNTER IS VERY INTERESTED IN REPRISING HIS ROLE OF JUDGEMENT BOY!!!) I'm gonna explode :3

[sphylor]

this is me asking you to talk about autumn/winter time Mountain. Ramble until your heart is content.

let me just preface this by saying that this isnt me trying to shit on anyone else's ideas or say theyre worse than what i think. i love that there are so many different ideas in this fandom! this is just what makes the most sense to me personally and what i like the most /lh

so i already touched on this a teeny bit in this little rambly thing but i want to talk about it more. the reason why most people say Mountain must hate the autumn and winter is because everything starts dying but really this isnt how it happens. both seasons are still absolutely teeming with life if you know how to find it.

sure some trees lose their leaves but they dont die. they're still living and providing for their environment. their fallen leaves provide places for various bugs to live and help mushrooms grow. and also evergreen trees still keep their green leaves. there are many plants that grow berries in the winter and provide food for animals. birds that dont migrate for the winter especially benefit from these. there are still animals out and about foraging for food and even those that hibernate need to eat and drink water. there are certain flowers that bloom in the autumn and winter. various insects can still be found. perennial plants may visibly "die off" but they're still alive and will return soon enough come their season. Mountain has a greenhouse too! and while i dont believe he normally grows plants out of season, he still has a lot of plants in there to take care of.

i think that autumn and winter provide time for Mountain to appreciate other aspects of what the earth has to offer. sure, he may enjoy the spring and the summer more, but he still appreciates the importance of the change of seasons. he appreciates the life that still breathes during these colder, harsher months. he appreciates that not everything will survive and that death is still inevitable. he mourns the loss of the leaves but celebrates the life each and every one gave and will continue to give as they are returned to the earth. he is still kept busy just in different ways now. his joints may ache a bit more and he may sleep more every day but he knows how to deal with these things.

the earth does not die during autumn and winter, it doesn't even really go to sleep, it just changes. and Mountain is okay with that.

@gh-woah-st

[getitfrenchship]

Hello, friends! Hope you're all doing well. In fact, I'd like to know what you're all up to so I can reconnect with friends again. What things are you watching/playing/doing now? Any new things in life you'd like to discuss?

Below the cut I'll say what I've been up to!

Just got back from my local con today and while I did spend a lot on game collecting + VA stuff, I'm glad I went. Thankfully I got paid Friday (though that means I'll have to wait to get paid again in 2 weeks) and my financial situation isn't dire. It's kinda like when you go to Disneyland and get caught up in the spectacle of things. Oh yeah, an IRL friend from high school helped me with a lot of the VA stuff since she had a VIP pass & could skip long lines. (On that note FUCK F//UNKO SCALPERS FOR HOGGING LINES AND MAKING ME WAIT 2 HOURS FOR ONE VA AAAAAAAAAA)

Thankfully, no insurance adjuster lady to drive me up the wall this past month at work. A few eh client encounters but overall it's been way more pleasant than it was a few months ago. ...Might still need to figure out vacation time just so I can take a longer break (and maybe find a government job if I'm able to find something so I have guaranteed holidays).

That being said, S//aimon's series is starting to see a spike of discourse and one of the servers I'm in keeps talking about it. It's making me feel bad as a result. Thankfully, none of the people in it are starting the discourse, but they tend to go "getaloadofthisguy" a lot. Along with usual self ship discourse that I see on my dash (that again thankfully neither friends nor I directly participate in), it kinda just drains me.

Seasonal anime I'm watching are Detergent (hopefully one of Shitsui's big scenes will happen next week; they took a break this week), Und//ead Mur//der Far//ce, Hel//ck (though I'm admittedly not really paying attention to this one), Happy Marriage, J J K season 2 (i am not ready for this arc AAAAAAAAA), and Z//om 100. When there isn't a seasonal anime for me to watch at work, there's Sai//ki K (I think watching Bla//ck Lag//oon kinda helped make me more bitter at work, but I'm feeling better now that I'm watching Sai//ki). Oh, I might check out OPLA since I hear it's an actual good adaptation. Aaaand F//ionna and C//ake too! God, I went "kindred spriits" with Simon's episode

Currently I'm playing Se//a of St//ars and I really like how it looks & plays so far! (Of course, I loved Chr//ono Trig//ger, so the gameplay feels right at home). I wooould continue Gh//ost Tri//ck, but I'm at a stealth section and like I expected, I'm looking up a lot of the puzzle solutions online instead of figuring it out for myself. Curse you, time limits!!! (And for Bom//b R//ush, I feel like I need to play with music, but I keep forgetting to bring my wired headphones. Bluetooth is for my phone mainly due to personal preference). I also watched the endings for OT2 and AUGH I LOVE THIS GAME SO MUCH!!!

Oh, a new manga I found called "Inv//isible Man & his soon to be bride" is cute so far.

someday i will find balam merch. somedaaaay

I might do a separate post showing my current ideas for S/I's/OCs, but hhhh I'm hesitant. Right now I just know for a P3 OC he takes inspiration from "The Stranger"

boy howdy i sure hope bluesky finally makes my account or i can get an invite because i really want tweetor to die. ...though i'd miss posting switch screenshots directly

[rodrickstudios]

You've heard of Powerpuff Girls Z , now get ready for… Kid Cosmic GT! Last year I gave Craig McCracken's Kid Cosmic a watch, and to say I liked it would be an understatement. I loved it! In fact, if you're an animation fan and haven't give it a chance on Netflix, what are you waiting for? But I'm not here to talk about the series itself, but rather, a idea I came up with while watching it. What if Kid Cosmic got the same treatment as McCracken's other superhero cartoon and had its own anime adaptation?

The result would be "Kid Cosmic GT", or, more exactly, "Global Heroes GT". The main story for this anime would go like the following.

Unbeknownst to most Earthlings, there are two overlords that are supposed to protect the galaxy from evil: brothers Chuck and Fantos. The two are the keepers of the Cosmic Stones of Power, which grant certain super-abilities. However, Fantos grows more and more envious of that, and wishes to keep them all to himself. Knowing this, Chuck tries to reason with him, but Fantos instead consideres his brother as a enemy and fights him. Their fight accidentally causes all the stones to get spread across Earth; more specifically, on Tokyo, Japan (or Crackenville in the toned-down English dub), and the surrounding areas. Chuck, nonetheless, had already feared a catastrophe of that magnitude, and had previously ―and unbeknowst to Fantos― invented five ring-and-compact sets with five of the Cosmic Stones. Each of these sets would trigger a transformation into a cosmic warrior that would wield the power of the latter's respective stone. With that in mind, Chuck sends his talking cat Tuna (see image) to Earth in order to look for a team of "Global Heroes GT". The Global Heroes GT are meant to be magical girls that, by means of the sets he created, can look for the lost Cosmic Stones and protect their planet whenever one or more of the latter cause trouble.

Once on Earth, and in order to look for a girl kind-hearted enough to become the Global Heroes' leader, Tuna goes to the Tokyo/Crackenville streets and pretends to be ill. However, it's not a girl that comes to his rescue, but rather a 14-year-old boy named Kid! Tuna ends up sympathizing with the boy's fanatism for anime heroes in general. So much so that, to Chuck's dismay ("we were supposed to have girls!"), he allows Kid to become a GH and look for the remaining heroes. Which is easier than one might think, because Chuck had made the rings so that they shrink and grow depending on the size of their wielder's finger.

Kid's ring and compact allow him to fly and give him a green outfit ―reminescent of the one his original Western counterpart used in Season 3―, turning him into "Kid Cosmic". Afterwards, some of Kid's acquaintances end up becoming Global Heroes as well. Jo, a young woman in her early 20s that works as a waitress in the kissaten (or cafe in the dub) Kid uses to visit, becomes the purple "Portal Girl". Rosa, an 8-year-old girl that lives next door to Kid, becomes the blue "Niña Gigantica", which has the power to grow into a giant. Finally, Papa G, Kid's grandpa, becomes the yellow "Old Man Many Men", with the power to multiply himself into various clones.

Not only do the Global Heroes have amazing powers, but they also have cutesy weapons as well. Kid, for instance, has a pinwheel. And their personalities are a little different than their Western counterparts: Papa G can get flirty with women á lá Master Roshi and Jo (despite still being the default voice of reason) straight up falls in love with every young man she comes across with. This sometimes hinders her efficiency as a Global Hero, forcing the others to put her in line.

Although hesitant at first, Chuck gets used to the new ragtag team of heroes and (not without a clenched oral cavity) allows them to save the world. Aside from having the additional mission to find and catch all the missing Cosmic Stones before they fall into the hands of evil, the Global Heroes GT also have to deal with Fantos constantly. Fantos, so as to get all the stones to himself, has teamed up with two young adult aliens ―male and female― that are not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. They almost always bungle his attempts to get a stone or use it to corrupt an innocent bystander. Which works in favor of our Global Heroes, despite the fact Jo constantly falls in love with the male alien.

Aside from fighting against Fantos, other adventures of the Global Heroes GT have them dealing with foes such as a giant "Doc Goomentarian" made of green goo, living mummies from Egypt, creepy farm boys, and mermaids from Atlantis. All of them have been affected by stray stones of power. The heroes also have to travel through time with their giant "Kid Cosmecha" one time and, aside from that, deal with a one-off group of hungry aliens who tie them up and almost cook them alive in a pot.

On a more personal note, Kid, Jo and Rosa also have to deal with balancing their double lifes. Thus, constant excuses in order to skip class in junior high, college and elementary (respectively) and go save the world are the order of the day. These excuses range from normal ones like Kid's "I'm having a stomachache!" or Rosa's "I have to pee!", to questionable ones like Jo's "My brain has to puke!". That, and both Kid and Rosa have to deal with bullies and classmates who theorize about the Global Heroes' true identities. And Jo loves using Portal Girl to get to her classes in time.

Papa G, on the other hand, lives an easy-going life in Kid's house and with Tuna by his side. Nonetheless, he has to constantly keep the GH-related stuff a secret from Kid's parents, including Tuna's abbility to talk. There's also one ocassion on which he has to deal as Old Man Many Men with an old lady with whom he had made friends during childhood. The old lady has turned into a giant by a stray cosmic stone and it's up to OMMM to use his clones to hug her and make her return to her senses.

No matter what happens to them or to Earth, the Global Heroes GT are always there to save the day!... At least in their own peculiar ways, that is.

Now, with the plot out of the way, here's a concept art piece I've made of Tuna pulling a Peach/Poochie to summon the Global Heroes. I doodled the cat along with one sandwich on paper, and my sister @elmundodeanalu did all the rest digitally. So, kudos to her. The piece also comes with the English, Japanese and Latin Spanish versions of Tuna's catchphrase, based on the dubs that PPGZ got. I dedicate this to @kadiwright , another Kid Cosmic fan that has made a fanart of Kid transforming into his Global Hero suit in an anime-like way. So, in a way, you can consider my drawing as a companion to Kadi's. Check it out here.

[multiversal-whomst]

I love you and your in-character Lost Qualia blog. I love how you personified the pink guest. I love your art style. YOU'RE JUST A COOL PERSON IN GENERAL!

You inspired me to make my own in-character blog, and I want to let you know that you are an amazing person and if any one tells you otherwise then they are dead wrong.

Anyways, fan-embying aside, got any GHS headcanons to spare?

I'm so happy to have inspired you! Your art is really cute, and I look forward to seeing more from you. <3 The best feeling creatively is knowing that you've managed to help others reach the same potential! I hope you get to experience that sometime as well, because you very much deserve to.

As for headcanons, I think my most interesting one is that people who are fully sane view the residents as normal people. The long term residents are fully able to leave the house and go about their day in the real world (such as in the GHS: Another World manga), but they only appear as we, the viewers, see them, if they are either former residents, or having their own mental breakdowns. However, they also have their own, more extended world, with one foot in the realm of the dead, so to speak. This is what we see in the Volume 3 of the anime with the Last Train, and to a lesser extent in volume 4 with the hospital.

However, I think they also have some crossover with the animals and objects that personify them. For instance, Gregory can take the shape of a normal rat, as implied in the GHS Gallery Tour.

[reuenthals]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

thank u sm nino!!!! as u know im a different person on here so different stuff

this berserk griffguts fic is one of my favs simply bc ive been workin on it for so damn long n i might die before its done n wouldnt that be just so berserk of me guts voice that was truly berserk

this one is jjba rohan/jotaro at the time it was the second or third jotahan fic to exist n im still obsessed w them

and this gundam iron blooded orphans eingae au that i dropped but i love bc i put so much work into it i read parisian newspapers from the time it’s set in and i researched it insanely and i knew all along only three ppl would read it but those three ppl loved it

my number two fav is this one piece "what if these two hot women met & fell in love" fic

n ofc u cant talk abt perorei without mutsumata which again what if these two hot women met & fell in love but theyre in highschool n also theres some not so subtle student/teacher gh in there i would link the student/teacher ginhiji fic i did write but its so bad lmao

and last but actually number one bc im counting downwards is this fic about gender issues n body dysmorphia n bein seen where my most belovedest anime wife gets to experience gender dysphoria (n euphoria) n internalized transphobia

these are all so old lmao theyre like someone else wrote them but i love them still even tho i probably would make them smut if i wrote them now i was but a small baby back then i couldnt even spell out the word s*x

[a-tale-never-told]

But that's... Impossible! It can't be... I refuse to believe it! Ngh!.... Gh...

Look, I know that it's incredibly difficult to admit when you're wrong about something that you genuinely believe in. I understand that in your head, you obviously might think that you're in the right for these sorts of actions and that Hinata and all of the other talentless people who wronged you are simply stepping stones for a greater hope or something.

So I'm gonna tell you what I think about all of that.

*She grabs him by the shoulders*

Nagito Komaeda, it's time to stop!. It's time to stop with your hope-obsessed rants and your inability to understand how talent and the real world actually work. You keep putting down the Reserve Course and Hajime for simply not having talent, constantly taking every single opportunity to belittle them, while also trying to avoid accountability by excusing your actions and self-loathing as "for the greater good"

I completely understand why you absolutely despise the Reserve Course and consider them to be awful people. Trust me, none of us like the Reserve Course, but that doesn't excuse you from belittling them for their talent and behaving just like them! Think about this, Komaeda, you called Mahiru a feminist when she was just disagreeing with you about your ideological beliefs, and she was actually incredibly calm towards you and trying to help you.

But what did you do? You blatantly disrespected her and insulted her in front of our faces, implying that she was too stupid to form a basic counterargument. Then you tried to dehumanize Hajime by calling him names and terms on a regular basis and even tried to insult his family by saying that you feel ashamed of his parents for even giving birth to him. How can you even say that to somebody and think that's okay to say it in public?!

...

Also, the reason why his file could've been in the Headmaster's office is that either they ran out of space to store files or that the headmaster has taken a particular interest in Hinata, for whatever reason, I'm not sure of, but at least there's SO much more explanations and reasons as to why Hinata's biography ended up in the Headmaster's office, rather than just assuming that he's normal and willing to degrade him on a regular basis

Also, I find it incredibly infuriating and hilarious that the reason for all of these hope-filled speeches and constant posturing over the past few hours was simply due to reading Hinata's file, and you, being the narcissist and hope-filled maniac that you are, automatically assumed that he's a bad person just by reading a file that may not have accurate information instead of actually meeting him in person. You call Hinata the pathetic one for having his parents pay him money to get him to Hope's Peak, when in reality, YOU are the pathetic one for simply believing something that isn't true!

?!!

But the most hypocritical part of these rants is how you seem to belittle them on the aspect of not working or providing anything substantial or useful to society by being talentless, yet you are exactly the same as them, in fact even less so because your talent doesn't contribute anything at all to this academy.

That's not-

Tell me, what does "Ultimate Lucky Student" even mean exactly? What kind of a talent even is that? At least with me, I have an actual talent that is beneficial to society and is useful in athletic activities. Mikan has a talent that is useful in the medical world, being a talent that saves thousands, if not millions of lives each day. Hell, even Gundam's talent actually is useful for saving the environment and preventing different animal breeds from going extinct due to poaching and natural disasters.

But what does Ultimate Lucky Student even contribute or do anything unique for society? Oh, wait! I know! Nothing. Ultimate Lucky Student isn't a talent, but a rather glorified symbol of status that you like to act and pretend that it's an actual talent when it's not!. As much as the Reserve Course are scum, they at least contribute to the school's net worth and funding by attendance. You, on the other hand, contribute zero worth to this academy by simply complaining about Hope and Despair instead of trying to change.

I'm not trying to say this in a negative way, as even though you're a total psycho, Nagito, I still consider you my classmate. But I will not step aside and watch as my friends get insulted and put down by a talent-obsessed, miserable excuse of an Ultimate, that is an utter hypocrite and self-righteous jerkass! I say all of this, Nagito because I CARE about you. WE care about you, but if you keep going on this self-righteous path of self-loathing and hatred, then you're only going to push more people away from you.

Tell me, do you like feeling lonely? Abandoned by your closest friends? I don't think so, but that's the path you're heading on if you refuse to take responsibility for your actions and not making an effort to change. So it's time to decide what you're going to do in life, Komaeda. Are you going to continue on this path of madness and constantly push away those who are trying to help you? Or are you going to actually make an effort to change and become a better person from this experience?

Because no matter what those in the academy tell you every day that talent is everything in life, it's far from the truth. Talent doesn't define you as a person, but rather, you and your actions define your personality and life! We have the power to decide our own futures, and I won't let a simple talent tell me otherwise that it isn't the case! So? Are you willing to rebut that argument? Or do you finally hold responsibility for the fact that you're completely wrong about talentless people and talent in general?

...

[twst-drabbles]

Twst cast in a daganronpa or corpse party-esque setting?

Man, my two guilty pleasures. Well, actually I have many guilty pleasures, seriously I binged so many horror games and anime. Ask and I probably heard or saw it. Well, unless it's popular. I tend to not ride the hype train for some reason until long after it fell off.

Anyways, prepare, this is a long one.

Okay so the essence of danganronpa is, obviously, the killing game, the ultimate talents within and the crazy circumstances that have to pop out for that to happen.

Anyways, Crowley is obviously the mastermind with the rest of the NRCS being helpers of sorts. It's certainly a killing game in that you can escape once you killed someone and not get found out, however I will change it where picking the wrong person does not result in having everyone else killed. It just gets that person picked executed while the killer gets to go free. The rest live, but they have to live with the weight of being wrong.

The reader was originally supposed to be the first easy kill on the account that you're the only person without magic. But, of course, that isn't the case and now Grim is here too, a random straggler who's not supposed to be here. Crowley, rather than kicking the cat out, decides to let him in, but takes away his voice so he cannot speak. Taking away his memories would take too long.

So say Riddle does murder someone and gets away with it by having the blame be placed on poor Deuce after he killed Ace? After he wins, Deuce is killed and Riddle gets to walk away. When the next phase of the killing game comes around, now you have an added threat to Night Raven College.

And by that, I mean there's now an overblot creature that periodically roams the campus that you have to do your best to avoid lest you get killed. The queen of hearts phantom is here, with her Riddle fully absorbed into her body, of course nobody would know this used to be Riddle. That's about all I have for danganronpa. If anyone wants to add to it, be my guest. I would love to hear.

Now, as for corpse party, that one's easier. Crowley is basically a demon in here who desires nothing more than to be the headmaster of a fun magic college, and so makes his own pocket dimension made with this vision. Of course, this space can't sustain itself on his power forever, so Crowley has to take in more and more people, using that coffin and mirror to bring in more magically infused people in to feed that space.

This space has been here for quite a while, as such, there are many, maaaaany spirits. Like, our main student cast is the only ones left alive by this point. The reader is either someone who was accidentally pulled in here or is a spiritually sensitive person that's trying to figure this place out. Either way, they're such an odd element that Crowley himself came out to interact with you. He may get attached. He may end up making this space worse because of this attachment. Who knows.

The classrooms are never in the same place, the ghosts and spirits here range from neutral to plain hostile. The food can sometimes be edible but you have to be careful of what you eat can you may accidentally become a cannibal. Either way, death is everywhere and you must be careful.

Using magic here feeds this place and gives it a more stable shape. As such, when you're chosen as a dorm leader, you are required to use a lot of magic in order to keep your dorm safe, lest it suddenly loses it shape and consumes all the poor souls within. You're not allowed to camp out inside the NRC campus, you will be kicked back to your respective dorm. You can camp out in other dorms.

This, of course, stresses the dorm leaders out and eventually they overblot, which was the entire point. Crowley wants these dorm leaders to overblot because not only does it feed the dorm, it also feeds himself.

And Grim, well he's here by accident as well. He was starving and had every intention of eating your spirit, but ends up consuming some of the hostile ghosts within this space and Grim comes back to his senses. Crowley lets him stay here cause he's cleaning up the place. Too many spirits here and he doesn't want to expend energy to kick them out.

Aaaand that's all the thoughts I have.