It's me, anon that is devastated that I might die before hearing sanzu's voice. I came to the realization that it's gonna take even longer to hear waka's voice!!!!! What am I gonna do with my life ??!!???!?! I can't live in this conditions
Sanzu is still my number 1 priority and with izana I'm pretty sure we will hear him at the end of this season??? Hopefully 😭😭
But waka??? I need to hear his voice too, I need to hear their voices, this is so unfair 😫
Shall we try and figure it out??? Ok so season 1 of tokyo revengers released in April 2021 and ran to September 2021 compared to season 2 which released in January 2023 and is due to end on the 1st of April (omg I just realised how close that is). That gives us 1 year and 2 months between seasons and an average of 5 months per season. If the next few seasons follow that pattern then we'll get season 3 in July 2024 to December 2024 which will probably just cover Tenjiku and maybe the bonten future. And then we'll get season 4 in February 2026 to June 2026 which will probably be the battle of three deities (honestly could include the final fight too maybe??? Or i could see them doing the prep for the final fight and then turning the final fight into a movie or it's own season idk but if there is another one after this we're looking at September 2027). Which means if we follow this pattern and there are 0 delays we should see Wakasa in about 3 years time! Guess we're waiting a while 🤷🏼♀️
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am curious. how would irelia feel about knowing kayn is born noxian?
or in other words, what's her opinion about nature vs nurture.
— @axewhirl
GOOD QUESTION, IT LIVES IN MY HEAD RENT FREE THANKS FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE TO SHARE MY THOUGHTS ILY REY
so. irelia's feelings about noxus and noxians are very simple, of course — they deserve to die. i've spoken before about the dehumanization of the enemy and how it was also a coping mechanism to her, but when it comes to long-term effects, it definitely impacted her ability (and willingness, perhaps more importantly) to show them any sympathy. they're not people. she's content to look at them as barely human, in a way. of course it's not that easy, but she had no reason to challenge that notion so far (except, perhaps, during the sentinels event with riven but... bleh i don't like how anything about irelia and being a sentinel was handled).
which is an overly rambly prologue to get to the real question. how would she feel about learning kayn is noxian? i think there's no ultimate answer for that, because to a point it depends on her relationship with kayn. were she to see him as an enemy, wouldn't it be simple to blame how awful he is on his noxian birth? but i personally don't think an enemy is ever what she sees in him; she doesn't look down on the yanlei as much as many other ionians, because she is well aware their origin as an order and her own path aren't that unlike. they chose to fight. they did things considered extreme. so did she — even if not to the same extent, and even if there are things she disagrees with them greatly, such as the matter of wild magic.
in game, her interaction with kayn is the same as for other 'ionian villains' (zed, syndra and jhin iirc). she wants to believe there's good in him, as she wants to believe there's good in any of the others. would she still be as hopeful if she knew he was noxian? honestly, without a personal connection, maybe not. but i'm inclined to say regardless of having any sort of relationship with him, knowing he's noxian by birth wouldn't ultimately result on her regarding him as a lost cause. because despite everything, kayn is ionian in every way that matters. he was raised as ionian for a good portion of his life, he fights for ionia too. he hates noxians as much as she does. how can she possibly just throw him along the rest of them?
so, yes, i think despite her views on noxus as a whole, she wouldn't think he's fated to be just like the other noxians because he's noxian by birth. of course, that might force her to question some of her other stances towards noxians, who she'd have dismissed as all being the same (because if he is not, others may be different too — and he wasn't even raised as ionian from early infancy, so when does one draw the line? when do they become irredeemable?). it's something else to consider whether or not she'd want to make that distinction for other cases. personally i think she'd be content to just make him an exception (because that's easy, and comfortable, and she would have seen him as ionian well before she saw him as noxian; it's easier to ignore the other implications), rather than truly let that change her outlook on things more broadly.
i think the moment she learned about it, it'd be a shock (because, like i said, her view of noxians is really black and white; they're evil, they're monstrous, they deserve to die). immediately, there's no way it wouldn't have an impact because i don't think irelia would know how to feel about it (but the extent of that impact depends on how much she cares about him, too; like with cyn's kayn, where there is a relationship, then she obviously cares more, and in turn it is more of a shock to learn that he was born noxian than in a situation like canon, where they haven't really interacted). still, i don't think the confusion would manifest as aggression or rejection, and that it'd be pretty short-lived (both in the sense of an immediate reaction and in any lingering, posterior doubt). kayn may have been born noxian, and he may have spent the first years of his life a noxian, but he has long since left that behind. zed took him in and kayn embraced his new life, a life he leads as an ionian. if she accepted him as that before, knowing he was born noxian wouldn't change she accepts him as that still. knowing he was born in noxus doesn't change what he is or what he does now.
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Reality
For @rookthebird. This is like a month late, and I'm so sorry this took so long. But here you go :)
Darkness and shadows and coldness played at the edges of F’s mind as she awoke.
For a moment, F blinked, then sat up, trying to recall… something. Anything.
But trying to remember was like grasping at smoke—
So F sighed and leaned back against the bed she was propped up in—why was she propped up in bed?— Only for a door across the room to swing wide open, and for a tall man with striking purple eyes, rich golden-brown skin, and jet black hair to stride into the room.
Instinctively, something in her recoiled, but she couldn’t remember why. She couldn’t remember anything.
The man stopped just in front of her bed, and gently grabbed her face, turning her head from side to side to gaze at her with these strange purple eyes of his. “Hello, Feyre, darling.”
Feyre. My name. The thought races through her mind faster than Feyre can comprehend, even as that deep, animalistic part of her screamed in terror again. Run.
So she did.
She shoved the man away and raced for the doorway, barely reaching it before strong arms found her torso and held her back. Then darkness swept over her mind again, and she screamed.
~~~
The more he played with her mind, the more Feyre remembered. His name was Rhysand. He’d kidnapped her. She was supposed to be… somewhere. That hadn’t come back to her, yet--where home was. What home was.
The memory wasn’t there, not yet, but the faint idea was--of warmth and light and roses. And of a distinct earthen scent. And sharp green eyes. But it never materialized further than that--further than smells, feelings.
Home was someone, Feyre had eventually realized, but that someone was missing. Like all memory of that person had been ripped from her mind somehow.
Still, as Rhysand entered her room again, and Feyre braced herself for his inevitable intrusions into her mind again, Feyre held the shreds she could remember close to her heart.
~~~
As time went on, Feyre lost track of how often Rhysand invaded her mind, of what separated her dreams from her waking moments, and of the differences between Rhysand’s manipulations and reality itself. Sometimes she was home--really, truly home, back in the Spring Court, only to wake up and find Rhysand, scowling over her as he messed with her mind again.
The days and nights blended together. Dreams became reality. And reality became dreams.
So when Feyre woke up in her bed in the Spring, it seemed, naturally, like another dream, another manipulation, of Rhysand’s.
And when Alis came bustling into the room, crying and fussing about how much weight she’d lost and how little food she’d eaten in Rhysand’s captivity, Feyre barely batted an eye.
And when Nesta and Elain came by to see her the next day, Feyre said nothing. It was unusual for Rhysand to leave her stuck in her own mindspace and amidst her own shattered hopes and dreams for this long, but he’d done it before. It wasn’t unusual.
And when Lucien came by and begged for her to talk, three days later, she said nothing. Rhysand had done this before, disguising himself as her friends and family in dreams in an attempt to get information from her.
And when Tamlin visited her one week afterwards, claiming he and the other High Lord had invaded the Night Court and successfully captured and dethroned Rhysand, Feyre shrugged, knowing it was too good a dream to be true.
But one week turned into two. And two weeks turned to four. And four weeks turned to eight. And she was still here.
And at the end of the eighth week, as Feyre lay beside Tamlin in bed, it finally sunk in that she was--- she was free. This wasn’t some lie, some vision, some dream. This was real. Her heart shattered, and then healed over all at once.
And as she sobbed in bed, Tamlin sat up and held her close, wondering what had caused Feyre to break 2 months of imposed silence.
“I’m home,” she finally said. “Home.”
This was reality. And she was home.
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