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miracles-and-butterflies · 7 months ago

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Saving a miracle is a lot and comes at a hefty price. Good thing nobody warned Mirabel ahead of time, wouldn’t want her to be able to consider what she’s doing before making rash decisions.

Vaguely inspired by @yellowcry’s Cursed Gifts AU.

And I’m Asking, “Why, Lord?”

Mirabel and Bruno sit in a circle with one or two of Antonio’s capybaras that couldn’t be convinced to move for a moment. Antonio, and the rest of his animal friends, had given them space to do what they needed to do - playing by the waterfall in his room. The candle between them flickers as Bruno reads from a book. It looks ancient, practically falling apart in his hands.

As the room shakes, Mirabel wrings her hands anxiously. “We might want to hurry,” she prompts.

Bruno chuckled at her. “You can’t rush magic, kid.”

“I know, it’s just…” she doesn’t actually have anything to say that isn’t obvious. She takes a breath, trying to calm down. “I would never forgive myself if something happened to my family.”

“I can relate to that. You try to help your family by giving visions to the town and then all you hear is ‘Bruno’s creepy and his vision killed my goldfish’.” He paused, waiting for her to laugh, but the only reaction he got was some confusion. He shrugged. “And, I mean, it’s been a while since I’ve done this. Who knows if it will even work.”

“You are telling me this now?” She demanded.

“I didn’t want to say anything in front of Antonio. He seems like a nice kid, he shouldn’t have to be caught up in all,” he gestured, “this.”

They had told Antonio it was a vision. Just an innocent vision. Not some crazy ritual to let dead Pedro Madrigal interact with them and advise them on how to save the miracle. Absolutely not. That would be insane.

Finally, Bruno set the book aside. He struck a match, lighting each of the piles of dry leaves that surrounded their family candle. The flame was still flickering occasionally, but there had been no new cracks in the last few hours if that was a consolation.

The light began to fade from the room, the winds picking up around them.

“Wait,” Mirabel said, eyebrow raised. “You mentioned something about an offering? We don’t have that.”

“We do.” Bruno replied.

“Do we?” She asked.

The flames died out over the leaves. Their candle remained, faintly glowing as the room got darker still.

Mirabel couldn’t see anything. She hadn’t been entirely sure what an offering meant - what did one give their dead grandfather anyways? Perhaps there had been something in the circle and she had just missed it. The book, its forgotten language and religion, made no sense to her. She had to put her trust in her Tío.

The room was wrapped in darkness.

There was nothing for a moment. No movement, no sound.

Nothing.

She turns to where she thinks Bruno is, curiously. “Did... did it work?”

There isn’t an answer.

“Tío Bruno?” She tries.

She jumps when something cold grasps at her shoulder, she screams. Turning and scrambling away, she sees it is a hand. Discoloured and stained in dirt and blood. In fact, the whole body is. A rotting corpse. Through the partly decomposed head, she can make out the face of her Abuelo that hangs over the bottom of the stairs. He looks identical but also nothing like his portrait.

“Are.. are you Abuelo Pedro?” She manages to brave herself to question the figure.

The lips curve upwards in acknowledgment and he cackles loudly at her. His haunting voice echoes around the room (the space?)— wherever they are. It rings in her head and her eardrums burn in discomfort.

“Of course, you silly, little girl. You haven’t summoned any other dead bodies to chat with, have you?”

She hesitantly shakes her head - though technically she hasn’t summoned any at all. Bruno summoned him, she was just there. But, to be fair, there is no way Pedro could have known that.

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that.”

Freezing, she stares at him in horror.

Mirabel shakes herself, “Tío Bruno said that you could help me.. that you could help save our miracle?”

“Why, yes, I can definitely help. I could help save the miracle for you. But why should I? I’m not the one disturbing the dead for my own selfish gain.”

That catches her off guard. It isn’t selfish, she is doing it for her family. To save them, to help them. Anybody would in her place—

“Lie to yourself all you want, Mirabel, but you can’t lie to me. You want this for yourself. You want to be loved, instead of kept on the sidelines forever?”

She has nothing to say.

Tears welling in her eyes because she knows it’s true. She wants that for herself, just as much as she wants to help her family.

“I will help you with saving our precious miracle, in exchange for the offering.”

He steps closer, menacingly tall compared to her, especially when she’s cowering on the ground before him.

“I don’t have anything, I’m sorry,” she admits. “Tío Bruno said he would handle the offering. I had no idea what it meant or what he will give to you. You would have to ask him.”

There’s another painfully loud cackle.

His cold hand reaches for her, dirty nails grasping into the skin of her cheek. Almost pulling her body off the ground in the process.

“You stupid girl, what do you think you’re here for?”

Her heart stops. “..What?”

“You’re the offering.”

As soon as the words leave his mouth and process themself in her brain, she pulls away from him, stumbling to her feet and attempting to run. There is nowhere for her to go. She’s trapped. Long before her wrist is caught in the dead man’s hold, yanking her back to him like he’s stronger than Luisa and she’s nothing more than some worthless ragdoll.

She is shaking with fear, his hand ghosting over her face and wiping tears.

“The one child that slipped from the miracle’s hand, completely untouched,” he muses to himself, admiring the offering; the prey. “The magic hasn’t hurt you like it has done the others, it doesn’t seem fair to leave you that way, doesn’t it? After all… you did so badly want to belong, didn’t you?”

#encanto #my writing #mirabel madrigal #bruno madrigal #pedro madrigal #encanto au

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areyoudreaminof · 1 year ago

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Rhys Week: Step by Aching Step, Son

For @officialrhysandweek Day 5: Family Man.

After pulling Nyx out of the Illyrian War camps, Rhys tries to explain his decision to a disappointed Nyx.

Oh, I'm coming now for you Step by aching step, son Then I'll lead you by the hand And we'll fall into the blue

Foals-Stepson

It was high time to have this discussion, he thought. They hadn’t spoken much the past few weeks. The silence and tension that chaos left behind was still thick in the air. So, Rhys took a deep breath before he tapped the door softly and entered Nyx’s room.

“Hello, Papa.” The boy said, looking up from his sketchbook, as he sprawled out in his large bed. Nyx wings were tucked behind him tightly, Rhys noticed with a twinge of guilt. “Mind if I sit with you?” He asked. Nyx nodded, as Rhys made his way over. Still, he studied his son’s room, taking in the piles of books on the desk that had been pressed up against the wall. Small models of buildings sat there as well. Rhys had never thought much about architecture before Nyx, who built things as sons as he could play. A shirt was thrown carelessly over a chair, while a small wooden owl lay half carved on the dresser. Each and everything in his son’s room, placed just so. It was almost like taking a look into Nyx’s mind, something he and Feyre agreed on was off limits unless needed. Why throw this shirt here? Rhys thought, Who is the wooden owl for? What do you see when you build these models?

I see what the building could be. Nyx's soft reply came to his mind, surprising Rhys, who had not noticed his mental blocks were down. Like Mama’s paintings, I see what they are in my mind and try to match it.

“The owl really isn’t for anyone,” he said out loud, “I was just bored the other day, I haven’t finished it.”

“I remember the owls at the camps.” Rhys said as he stroked the carved beak on the owl. “Uncle Azriel thought they were the other boys trying to steal from us at night, so Uncle Cass took it upon himself to hoot everytime Uncle Azriel went to piss at night.” Nyx chuckled at the memory Rhys sent over; Azriel jumping and pulling up his pants while Cassian hooted from behind.

Rhys settled on the bed next to his son. Nyx had his mother’s talent for art though he preferred to sketch buildings and plants, as well as the occasional animal portrait for his cousins at the Day Court. The short time spent in the war camps was difficult for Nyx, but the reports that made their way back to Rhys made his son’s presence known. Namely, the heir to the Night Court had a penchant for carving the insignia onto every single wooden surface he could, including the posts on Devlon’s tent. Nyx had his mothers talent, and her fire, for better or worse.

Peering over at the sketches, Rhys saw the massive round table with the Night Court insignia drawn in the center. Illyrians and High Fae surrounded it, posed in mid motion. “What is this? It’s really wonderful.” he asked as Nyx tilted the small book towards him.

“Just an idea, I guess. I thought it could be some sort of hall for us and the Illyrians.” Nyx said, as he flipped to another page. A sketch showed a great longhall of wood and stone. “It could be a sort of neutral meeting place. It would be between the camps and the villages. Probably easier.” Nyx shrugged as he flipped back to the sketch of the round table. “I keep messing around with the table though. Round seemed more equal, kind of like what High Lord Thesan has at the Dawn Court.”

“Incredible.” Rhys murmured as he studied his son’s face. His brow was furrowed in concentration as his pencil flew across the paper. Absently, Nyx began to suck on his top lip, the same habit he’d had since he was a toddler. Rhys supposed now was as good of a time as any to talk about his decision to withdraw Nyx from the camps.

It had been less than two years since Nyx had entered. It had been difficult at first. Feyre felt that eight was too young, but Nyx was determined to go. Cassian and Nesta, who had stationed themselves in Illyria, said Nyx had a hard time with the boys as expected, but was managing to train and hold his own. The situation in Illyria was growing more unsteady by the day, and the most recent threat against Nyx was a call far too close.

In the weeks since returning to Velaris, Nyx had been understandably quiet, retreating to his room or the library at the House of the Wind. Rhys knew that Nyx did not know the full extent of the threat the commanders posed, and he knew he could not hide it from his son any longer.

“Nyx, I’m sorry about everything. Pulling you out of the camp, putting you in there in the first place.” Rhys rubbed his eyes, struggling to find the words to pinpoint his feelings.

“It’s alright Papa, I understand.” Nyx said softly as he stared ahead.

“It’s not. I know the camps are hard, and I wanted you to have that experience, despite everything. It’s your heritage, and you’ll rule these people someday.” Rhys replied quickly, “Eight was too young, I realize that now, especially with how things are going. It’s too dangerous to have you up there-”

“I know, I know.” Nyx said, as he bit his upper lip in thought. “I knew it was going to be hard, and I was ready for it. I knew they’d give me a harder time. I guess…” he paused for a moment, mirroring his father’s expression as he too searched for the right words, “You got to meet Uncle Cass and Uncle Az there, and I think I wanted that too. I wanted to find my own brothers and do the Blood Rite. I’m not ashamed of our family or myself, but I feel, I don’t know, frustrated because I can’t control it. I’m the little princeling that got swept away when things got too hard.” Rhys sighed as Nyx quickly added, “I understand why you did it. But I just don’t know where to go from here.” Nyx flopped his head back onto the pillow as he set his sketchbook down on his bedside table.

Rhys put his arm around Nyx’s shoulders, pulling him close to his chest. Feyre insisted their son would never be too old for a hug, and at this very moment, Rhys agreed. Their son was nothing short of a gift, a miracle, one that he tried every single day to prove himself worthy of. Being a father, being Nyx’s father was greater than anything Rhys had ever done in his life, of that he was certain. It was with that certainty that he made the decision to bring Nyx home to Velaris, when Azriel had discovered the plot just in time.

Two commanders from the camp had been planning to clip Nyx’s wings.

It was only by the grace of the Mother that Nyx was with Cassian in the training ring when the males tried to attack. Cassian sent them running and Rhys and Feyre came to fetch their son home immediately, but not before he and his brothers rained hell on the camp. Rhys had not given a second thought to misting those commanders, a righteous rage simmering inside of him at the mere thought of those males even thinking to touch his son in such a way. In the back of his mind, he knew his own father wouldn’t have come to his defense, and that made him more sick.

“I didn’t pull you out because things were getting hard. You are not a spoiled little princeling, Nyx. You were doing so well. Uncle Cassian and Aunt Nesta said as much. I pulled you out because there was a threat against you that I could not ignore.” he felt his heart race, and he took a breath to calm himself.

“Those men who tried to kill me at the training ring? The ones that Uncle Cass chased off?” Nyx said flatly, as he looked up at Rhys.

“They weren’t trying to kill you, Nyx. They were trying to clip you.” Rhys whispered.

Nyx’s eyes grew wide and Rhys felt a wave of nausea broil inside him. He felt a tinge of concern from Feyre down the bond, but ignored it as he turned to fully face Nyx.

“You are my priority, over Illyria, over everything, Nyx. I want you safe, and you were not safe there.”

Nyx nodded as he worried at his lip again, “I didn’t know that’s what they were trying to do. I thought they were like that drunk old male that tried to come after me. I didn’t think it was anything. So, I’m not going back to the camps, ever?” he asked.

“You’ll go back one day.” Rhys promised, “You will find your own brothers and you will complete the Blood Rite. But now is not the time. You will have that time, I promise you that. But you’ll just have to wait a while longer for it. When it is safe, and the situation is under control, you’ll go back. In the meantime you’ll train here and Helion has offered to train you as well.”

“Alright.” Nyx said softly, resting his head on Rhys’s shoulder. “I love you Papa.”

Rhys hugged his son tighter. Ten years had gone by too fast for him, he thought. “I love you too, Nyx.”

A soft knock at the door startled them both as Feyre peeked her head in.

“Any room on that bed for one more?” she asked as both Nyx and Rhys scooted over as she laid down next to Nyx, kissing his cheek. “We love you more than anything, Nyx. Don’t ever forget that.” Rhys felt a quiet sort of harmony over him, the same one he always felt when he was with Feyre and Nyx alone. They sat like that for a while longer, holding one another as nocturnal animals sang outside.

Later, after Nyx had fallen asleep, Rhys held onto Feyre, stroking her hair, as she lay on his chest.

“Should I have told him what those males had planned to do?” he asked Feyre quietly. “And before you make some remark about hiding things, I just didn’t want to terrify him.”

Feyre huffed a small laugh, “You know better than anyone what happens when you hide things. But, I think you did the right thing. He didn’t know exactly what had happened, and I think he would have blamed himself instead.”

“Heard that, did you?” Rhys said, flicking Feyre’s nose.

“How could I not? You were so nervous, I had to make sure you had back up.” she said, as she smiled, “You did wonderfully, Rhys.” She rose, hovering over him and taking his face into her small hands. “You’re a good father, Rhys. A good mate and a good male. It’s not going to be an easy road, whatever happens. But we have each other.”

Rhys pulled Feyre down, his lips catching hers as he held her tighter. They had each other. This was what he fought wars for, what he lied for, what he cheated for. He would make the world better for his son, Rhys promised himself. He had done the right thing for his family, of that he was certain.

#rhysand #nyx #feysand #rhysweek2023 #rhysandweek2023

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thornybubbles · 2 years ago

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Blind Love, Blind Obsession (Yandere N'Doul x Reader)

Another Picker Wheel prompt story.

Yandere: N’Doul

Prompt: “Yandere and their darling are good friends until Darling accidentally finds something in their room that reveals what the yandere's intentions really are.”

**Note: I was working on the Jealous Yandere Doppio/Diavolo story but I’m struggling with it. I’m not sure, but I may end up rewriting it all together. I’m taking a break from it for now. So here’s a little something to tide you over until I finish it. I took some liberties with N’Doul’s character in this story. Not much is revealed to us about him (at least not in the anime, I haven’t gotten that far in the manga just yet), so I just got creative with him in this. Hopefully it’s not to the point that he’s out of character. I also didn’t realize it until I was already finished with the story that N’Doul went the whole way without ever once using his Stand. Sorry, Geb. Maybe next time.**

N’Doul had developed a strange friendship with you ever since you’d come to Cairo to study Egyptian Mythology. You ran into each other by chance and found that the mysterious blind man knew quite a lot about the subject. You would even go so far as to say that he was almost an expert. From there, you had developed a fondness for him. As for N’Doul himself, well, he never expected to make any kind of friendship with anyone.

His duty to Lord DIO had been his one and only concern for so long that the notion of friendship or any sort of attachment to anyone other than his master was a foreign concept. But as he held onto your sleeve as the two of you traveled from landmark to landmark, he felt an intense emotion beginning to swell up in his heart. He noticed that it was beginning to happen nearly every time he was in your presence. Your excited laugh, your kindness and consideration towards him, your occasionally brazen touches, it all nearly drove him insane. You had a strange habit of tapping against his earrings to get his attention instead of merely speaking to him. He knew you were only doing it out of playfulness, but… you had no idea what sensations such a simple act sent through him. The vibrations of your fingertips coupled with the warmth radiating from your hands nearly made him drunk with the ever growing affection for you.

But it wasn’t just affection anymore. He knew that what he felt for you had broadened well past what was normal. Even Lord DIO had become aware of it and commented on it.

“If you’re going to make your move, N’Doul, you had better do so soon. In the meantime I don’t want your pining over this commoner to get in the way of your responsibilities to me.” the vampire warned him.

“Of course not, my Lord. Nothing will deter me from serving you.” N’Doul was quick to assure him, dropping to one knee upon hearing the voice of his master.

“See that it doesn’t.” DIO said with a derisive sniff.

He was silent for a moment before adding, “However, it would be painfully cruel of me to deny one of my most loyal and competent followers the simple happiness of being with the one they love…”

There was a sinister tone in DIO’s voice that made N’Doul uneasy. If his vision had been intact, he would be disturbed by the look of wicked mischief that painted his master’s expression. He could hear some rustling sounds as DIO moved about. After a moment, he could hear the sound of something being put into what he assumed was a glass container of some kind, followed by the sound of Lord DIO’s footsteps approaching him.

“Hold out your hands, N’Doul. I have a gift for you.”

N’Doul did as he was told while balancing his cane against his shoulder. He felt a jar being placed into his hands and was confused until he felt the vibrations of something moving in the jar. It squirmed and writhed in a worm-like fashion and when N’Doul realized just what his master had gifted him with, his lips formed into a menacing smile.

“Thank you, Master! Thank you!” he said in jubilation.

“Yes, yes. I am a giving and generous god to those that earn my favor. Now go and bring your little pet here to join us, N’Doul. Just be quick about it.” DIO said.

N’Doul slipped the jar into a pocket inside of his cloak and quickly got to his feet. He left the mansion as quickly as he could, grinning like a madman the whole way. He passed by Vanilla Ice, who stood in the shadows of Lord DIO’s room, looking grim-faced as always. DIO didn’t miss the slight twitch of one of Vanilla’s eyes as he watched the blind man pass by. His second in command always got so very jealous whenever he would reward his other lackeys. Sometimes DIO would do it just to see Vanilla’s stony facade crack ever so slightly as he eyed the other minions with envy. Maybe if he allowed him to have a pet of his own, Vanilla Ice would learn to lighten up a little.

When N’Doul arrived at the quaint desert house he’d bought on the outskirts of town, he was surprised to find you already there. You smiled at him as he approached in spite of the fact that he couldn’t see it.

“Good timing! I was just about to leave.” you said.

He could hear the smile in your voice, but he could also sense an underlying sorrow there. Something was amiss.

“Were you?” he said as he felt his way to you. He stopped when he could sense your presence close to him.

“I’m glad I came home when I did then.”

He didn’t ask you what was wrong. He left the unasked question hanging in the air, hoping that you would tell him without being prodded.

“I’ll be leaving the country soon. I’ll be going back home.” You said, not knowing a better way to put it.

N’Doul’s heart felt like it had shattered like glass. He refused to let it show. He leaned against his cane to balance himself, feeling like he was going to fall over from the rush of emotions flowing through him.

“Ah, I suppose that means your studies are coming to an end then.” he stated, his voice sounding lifeless.

You nodded, realized he wouldn’t know that you did, and said, “Yeah…”

“When will you be leaving?” N’Doul asked.

“By the end of the week.”

There was an awkward, gloomy silence between you before you added, “I just came to say goodbye, N’Doul, and to thank you.”

“Thank me?” he said with a weak smile. “For what?”

“For helping me out, showing me around, just being there for me,” you said. “I was just some dumb foreigner that bumped into you by accident one day and you could have ignored me and been on your way, but you shared your knowledge with me and went out of your way to make me feel welcome. I just wanted you to know how much I appreciated it.”

You wrapped your arms around him in a tight embrace. Your sudden show of affection stunned him enough to cause him to drop his cane. He genuinely forgot to breathe for a moment. While his heart was soaring over the fact that you had your arms around him, he couldn’t ignore the despair he felt at the news that you were leaving. There was a very good chance that once you left Egypt, he would never see you again. He wrapped his arms around you, returning your hug. His embrace was far more possessive than he meant for it to be and he released you quickly. He felt his cane being placed back into his hand. You had taken it upon yourself to pick it back up for him.

“Thank you.” he said quietly. “Are you in a hurry to leave now? Do you have time to visit for a while?”

You thought for a moment.

“I supposed I could spare some time for a friend.” you said.

N’Doul smiled, trying his best to keep the look of triumph off of his face. You let him hang onto your sleeve as the two of you went to the entrance of his house. He unlocked the door, letting you enter first, then going in and shutting the door behind him. He made sure to lock it back.

“I will make some tea,” he announced.

“Okay. Where can I wash up a bit?” you asked.

He pointed with his cane down a short hallway.

“First door on the right.”

N’Doul walked into the kitchen, found the sink, and washed his hands. He had only just dried them off when he heard your footsteps going down the hallway. He stopped what he was doing immediately to listen. Why were you going in that direction? Your footsteps went past the wash room and stood in front of the door to his bedroom. He felt a shock of panic go through him as you entered the room.

You couldn’t go in there! If you went in there you would see…

The panic in N’Doul’s heart vanished. At this point it didn’t really matter that you saw what was in there. He had already put his plan into place the moment you set foot into his home. He sighed. He supposed he was going to have to put things into action earlier than intended.

You entered the room and quickly realized that it wasn’t the washroom. You must’ve misheard N’Doul’s directions. You started to leave when you spotted something on a table in the far end of the room that looked… wrong. You turned back to see that there were some burned out candles in the middle of the table and surrounding the candles were some very familiar items: a ring, a pen, a hair clip, and a nail file. They were yours. Every single item on the table were items that you thought you’d lost during your stay in Egypt. Why… why would N’Doul have them? And what were those strange marks encircling the items? Was that… blood?

The sound of the door shutting behind you caused you to scream and jump. You turned to see N’Doul standing there. His eyes were open for a change and you could see the white film over them. N’Doul’s expression was… not pleasant.

“I distinctly remember telling you that the washroom was the first door on the right. You do know it’s extremely rude to wander a person’s home without their permission, don’t you?”

His tone had a dangerous edge to it.

“I-I made a mistake!” you said, defensively. “I misheard you… but N’Doul… why do you have these things? W-what is this?”

“I was hoping you wouldn’t find that,” he said with a sigh. “But since you did, I suppose I could explain myself. It’s a charm. I know it’s silly, like something a superstitious child would do to get good luck or cause their crush to fall for them. Still, I had to try it.”

He slowly began to approach you as you pressed yourself ever further into the room. His cane made threatening thumping noises with every step he took.

“This particular charm was meant to keep a loved one from leaving.”

You looked at him like he’d lost his mind, not caring that he couldn’t see your expression.

“I knew that you would finish your studies eventually, I just wasn’t expecting it to be so soon. I suppose the charm worked in a way, though. Today, my Master gave me something that will solve all our problems.”

You could feel a cold sweat beginning to form on the back of your neck.

“N’Doul… what are you talking about? None of what you’re saying makes sense!” you said, nervously.

“I’ll say it plainly then.” he said as he reached into his cloak to pull out a jar.

You couldn’t quite make it out in the dim light of the room, but it looked like something living was squirming around in the jar.

“You will not be leaving Egypt any time soon, my dear.”

Your blood froze and you began to tremble.

“N-N’Doul, I don’t understand what’s happening! Why are you saying these things? W-why are you acting like this? What the hell is in that jar!?”

N’Doul began slowly, painstakingly unscrewing the lid of the jar. The thing inside it seemed to get excited at the prospect of being set free. You backed up until you ran into the table where the “charm” was set up. You looked back up at N’Doul who had a deceptively placid smile on his face.

“Remember when we discussed mysticism, the origin of the tarot, and many other aspects of the supernatural that are embedded in Egypt’s history and mythology? What if I told you that there is a secret side to Egypt, no, to the world where the things that live in legend and myth are all very real and exist right alongside the modern dung heap that is human civilization? If you stay with me, I can show you all those things that mankind still thinks to be only make-believe! You will learn so much more than your paltry Universities could ever teach you! All that you have to do is agree to stay here with me and I’ll see to it that your every need is met. Just stay. Stay and unravel the mysteries that humanity has been too cowardly to seek out! You want that don’t you?”

He was crazy. He was completely and utterly out of his mind!

“I can’t stay with you N’Doul.” You said in a trembling voice. “I have to go home. People will miss me if I don’t.”

N’Doul sighed.

“I just wanted to give you a choice…” he said, and removed the lid from the jar. “...before I took away your ability to choose.”

You screamed as what looked like a mass of tentacles leapt from the jar and right at your face. There was a brief moment of agony as whatever the thing was pierced through your skull and slithered into your brain. Flashes of a beautiful man with blonde hair and malevolent red eyes flooded your mind. A voice, calming yet commanding, spoke to you.

“Follow N’Doul. Do as he says. N’Doul is your companion, your beloved, your soulmate, but do not forget that DIO is your Master.”

You moaned and placed a hand over your forehead. Your head was killing you.

N’Doul waited for you to do or say something to let him know that the flesh bud had done its job. After a moment of only hearing silence, he got impatient.

“Dearest?” he called. “Are you alright?”

You took your hand away from your head and faced your lover.

“Just a sudden headache, that’s all… I forgot what I came in here for.” you said, laughing on the last part.

N’Doul chuckled darkly.

“I believe you said that you were going to wash up. I was going to make some tea, remember?” he said, not bothering to hide the wicked grin of triumph on his face.

“Oh, that’s right!” You said in a bubbly tone. You bounced towards him, stopping to tap at one of his earrings and giggling as it swung like a clock pendulum. He blushed at the sensation and you giggled again.

“It’s late enough that we may as well start on dinner while we’re at it.” You said as you passed him to go out into the hall.

He smiled at you fondly as you walked away from him. Once you were out of the room, he turned to look at the “charm” he’d set up.

“Thank you, Lord DIO.” he whispered under his breath.

#n'doul #stardust crusaders #yandere n'doul #yandere jojo #yandere jjba #yandere scenarios #yandere jojo x reader #n'doul x reader #yandere #yandere n'doul x reader #reader insert #jojo part 3 #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyo na boken #jojo x reader

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littlelovelyspiderling · 7 months ago

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just read through your avatar fics and I’m sorry, HOW?! HIW ARE YOU SO GOOD AT WRITING ZUKO?! The one where you Headcannoned animals just cuddle up to him while he’s sleeping????? AND HE DOESNT MIND???? MY HEART 😭😭😭😭

Seriously, you are so good at writing for avatar, and I’m sure for other fandoms even if I haven’t read them (yet), and I hope to see you more in the future!!! (Especially for some juicy Lee Zuko—lord knows he needs it 😭😭)

awww thank you friend 🥰 happy to hear people still like those stories!!

oh and this reminds me, i did get around to watching the new live action avatar show and for those who wanted to know here are my thoughts:

i did overall enjoy it, but like…you just cannot beat the og 😭 i felt so much darker and violent than the animated show and so much of the fun and joy that made the og shine was stripped away. while i liked the cast, the writers threw out a lot of the defining characteristics and important developmental arcs (sokka’s sexism being challenged by the kyoshi warriors, katara stealing the water bending scroll & her overall anger towards the fire nation for what they’ve put them thru, aang’s goofy childishness standing in the way of his avatar journey, etc). the things they chose to take out made everyone’s characters feel very flat.

i probably enjoyed zuko & iroh the most, i thought zuko’s actor was super sassy and bitchy & we love that haha. it was very cool to see the live action blue spirit & ko & other cgi spirits, but yeah…it could never take the place that the original show owns in my heart ♥️

#asks #kind reader friends #i also think zuko’s scar looked kinda lame #at least the bending looked cool

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Just sat through the first three NATLA live els and have so many thoughts - the first thing I did was come straight over to your blog because why wouldn’t I?!?

A part of me LOVES Suki’s awkwardness. In fact, none of the gripes I have with Suki and Sokka aren’t about Suki and Sokka and their characterisation themselves, but rather just the execution.

But anyways — the vibe I’m getting is that Season 2 (Book 1? I’m not sure if they’re going by seasons or books) is laying down the groundwork for some of the characters. We know they’re doing that with Azula (and the Fire Lord fam as a whole), but it seems like they’re sort of doing the same with Katara, where they’re starting off with her being a traumatised, almost-shy 14 year old girl who comes into her own as the season progresses.

While I haven’t watched the show in it’s entirety — I probably should have before sending this ask in — I’m assuming this is all leading up to her confrontation with Pakku and role in defending the Northern Water Tribe towards the end of the season. And then that new found confidence in herself and her waterbending carries though to season 2, where we’ll (presumably) find a more fiery, outspoken Katara after I’m guessing a somewhat lengthy time jump?

Anyway — back to Suki. My question to you is, if I’m right in my theory about Katara (and all the others, tbh… I feel like what I said for K can apply to pretty much any of the gaang at this point), do you think the same could be said for Suki and her own development?

We see Suki at the start of ep 2 as a fierce yet slightly socially awkward, sheltered warrior who wants to leave her village and aid in the fight against the Fire Nation and travel the world. As it goes, she does leave her village, and perhaps becomes the confident and sassy (and awful at puns) girl we all know and love, all through her experiences aiding in the war and travelling the world?

Of course, this would mean that her development would largely happen off-screen… but even still, Suki was more familiar towards the end of the episode. She was the one who initiated the kiss, she made her feelings and mostly gratitude known to Sokka by giving him her fan, she told the gaang they had to leave.

It feels like that’s the route Albert Kim is going. He’s made it clear that it’s a re imagination and not a 1:1 adaptation. He clearly wants the show to have its own identity to some extent (e.g. the genocide actually being shown and basically being a mini prologue to the series) and this is his way of doing so through characterisation.

I’ve written way more than I intended, so sorry for this long winded tangent. But what I mean to ask is, do you think in season 2 we’ll see a Suki more similar to the og (while of course still being her own).

I’d love to know what you think! x

Ahh, this makes me so happy!! Thank you so much for enjoying this blog, and for sharing your thoughts and sending this ask! <3 (And absolutely no need to apologize for writing so much, either! Goodness knows I could go on forever about this stuff.)

I think you make a really good point about characterization in the LA, and the potential for certain traits (like Katara's fieriness) to develop more over time. And I've been thinking about it in terms of what we already know about LA Suki that could get built upon in later seasons.

I definitely think it would make sense for us to see Suki come out of her shell a bit more in season 2, although there are some things in the LA that make it hard for me to imagine Suki being quite as sassy as her animated counterpart, just because of the sort of foundation it gives us for her personality.

For one, there's Suki's interactions with her mother. If anyone were going to be on the receiving end of a teenage daughter's sass, even if that sass is buried too deep in shyness to come out around said daughter's crush, it would be her mother. And while we kinda sorta see Suki get a little petulant with Yukari (her delivery of "I'm not too young, I just haven't seen the world" is kind of a swipe? but is really very heartfelt), she overall seems like a well-behaved, obedient daughter. This isn't a King Triton/Ariel situation where you get the impression they've had this conversation a million times before and Yukari is exasperated by Suki always questioning her authority. In fact, it feels like the first time Yukari's even considered that Suki might want something more, and she seems pretty amenable to it, if the fact that she didn't storm into the dojo to break up Sokka and Suki's near-makeout session is any indication. So, even in these private moments where you'd assume Suki is more herself, there isn't much sass to be seen.

(Somewhat related to this, I had a funny sort of "Huh!" reaction to Yukari's, "Such a fierce warrior. And yet such a kind heart." Not that I don't think Suki is kind! It's just not one of the first words I would use to describe her. And not that I would've expected Yukari to say, "Such a fierce warrior. And yet also kind of a pill because you're always giving me lip." But that bit of dialogue is there for the audience's benefit; it was a choice the writers made to tell us what they think is important for us to know about Suki's character. So I had a moment of, "Oh, that's the takeaway we're supposed to have? Interesting...")

And then there's Suki's later interactions with Sokka. On the one hand, when they're training together, the romantic tension is through the roof; it's all very new and interesting for them and it makes sense that they'd still be a little shy about it. On the other hand, Suki gets comfortable enough around Sokka at this point to 1) remove her makeup, 2) have a deep conversation with him, and 3) touch him on the chest. We don't see her show the same awkwardness from earlier in the episode, but she also continues to be very serious. When Sokka pins her, and then she flips them over while he's mid-celebration, she follows up with a useful tip about fighting, and it's delivered completely straight (if a little breathless). No little jokes or jabs. No "Don't get cocky" or knowing smirks.

However, we are not completely without sass! There are a couple moments in particular that I feel have some of that familiar Suki flair.

First...

Lookit her smirky little "come at me, bro" face! That face 100% says, "C'mon then, let's see it, if you're so tough." There's a playfulness here, too, which we know is very much a part of her relationship with Sokka in the animated show. (This Suki up here? I could easily see this Suki saying, "😠I'm an elite warrior who's trained for many years in the art of stealth... I think I could get you backstage!😁")

And then...

The thing I love about this is that she's all, "Nuh uh, I don't think so" (her little head wiggle!), but a fraction of a second ago she was staring blatantly at that boy's mouth. Nice try, sweetheart, but you ain't foolin' anybody. (This Suki is the Suki who smacks her forehead when her boyfriend tells terrible puns to actor-Sokka but who later gazes at him adoringly when he absolutely loses his shit because actor-Sokka actually said "rocky relationship" on stage.)

So...I guess the tl;dr answer to your question is, kind of? I can't see LA Suki getting to "Sorry, Warden, you're my prisoner now" levels of sass, but that's not really the tone the LA is going for anyway. I think we'll see her being very bold (a la taking the initiative to kiss Sokka) and very compassionate (saving Appa—I hope!!), and it makes total sense that, next time we see her, she'll be way more confident than the girl who could barely say a single word to Sokka before attempting to strangle him by way of flirtation. I also hope we'll get to see more of her playfulness! Maybe even some successful flirting? Probably not as forward as "Look at you, sleeveless guy...been workin' out?" but I'd settle for a sly head tilt and a cheeky little grin. And based on what we know of her so far, I don't think that's too much to ask. ;)

#natla #natla spoilers #sukka #suki #gifs #my gifs #live action atla #netflix atla #spoilers #sokka x suki #suki x sokka #suki meta #meta #analysis #answered asks

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mybeautifulchristianjourney · 11 months ago

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The Lord’s Negative Response

1 Then the Lord said to me, “Even if Moses and Samuel should stand before me, my compassions would not reach out to these people. Send them from my presence, and let them go. 2 If they ask you, ‘Where will we go?’ tell them: This is what the Lord says:

Those destined for death, to death; those destined for the sword, to the sword. Those destined for famine, to famine; those destined for captivity, to captivity.

3 “I will ordain four kinds of judgment for them”—this is the Lord’s declaration—“the sword to kill, the dogs to drag away, and the birds of the sky and the wild animals of the land to devour and destroy. 4 I will make them a horror to all the kingdoms of the earth because of Manasseh son of Hezekiah, the king of Judah, for what he did in Jerusalem.

5 Who will have pity on you, Jerusalem? Who will show sympathy toward you? Who will turn aside to ask about your well-being? 6 You have left me.” This is the Lord’s declaration. “You have turned your back, so I have stretched out my hand against you and destroyed you. I am tired of showing compassion. 7 I scattered them with a winnowing fork at the city gates of the land. I made them childless; I destroyed my people. They would not turn from their ways. 8 I made their widows more numerous than the sand of the seas. I brought a destroyer at noon against the mother of young men. I suddenly released on her agitation and terrors. 9 The mother of seven grew faint; she breathed her last breath. Her sun set while it was still day; she was ashamed and humiliated. The rest of them I will give over to the sword in the presence of their enemies.” This is the Lord’s declaration.

Jeremiah’s Complaint

10 Woe is me, my mother, that you gave birth to me, a man who incites dispute and conflict in all the land. I did not lend or borrow, yet everyone curses me.

The Lord’s Response

11 The Lord said:

Haven’t I set you loose for your good? Haven’t I punished you in a time of trouble, in a time of distress with the enemy?

12 Can anyone smash iron, iron from the north, or bronze?

13 I will give up your wealth and your treasures as plunder, without cost, for all your sins in all your borders. 14 Then I will make you serve your enemies in a land you do not know, for my anger will kindle a fire that will burn against you.

Jeremiah’s Prayer for Vengeance

15 You know, Lord; remember me and take note of me. Avenge me against my persecutors. In your patience, don’t take me away. Know that I suffer disgrace for your honor. 16 Your words were found, and I ate them. Your words became a delight to me and the joy of my heart, for I bear your name, Lord God of Armies. 17 I never sat with the band of revelers, and I did not celebrate with them. Because your hand was on me, I sat alone, for you filled me with indignation. 18 Why has my pain become unending, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You truly have become like a mirage to me— water that is not reliable.

Jeremiah Told to Repent

19 Therefore, this is what the Lord says:

If you return, I will take you back; you will stand in my presence. And if you speak noble words, rather than worthless ones, you will be my spokesman. It is they who must return to you; you must not return to them. 20 Then I will make you a fortified wall of bronze to this people. They will fight against you but will not overcome you, for I am with you to save you and rescue you. This is the Lord’s declaration.

21 I will rescue you from the power of evil people and redeem you from the grasp of the ruthless. — Jeremiah 15 | Christian Standard Bible (CSB) The Christian Standard Bible. Copyright © 2017 by Holman Bible Publishers. All rights reserved. Cross References: Genesis 48:16; Exodus 22:25; Exodus 32:11; Leviticus 26:16; Leviticus 26:22; Leviticus 26:33; Numbers 34:7; Deuteronomy 28:36; Deuteronomy 28:64; Judges 16:28; 1 Samuel 2:5; Job 6:15; 1 Kings 7:1; Job 6:20; Job 34:6; Psalm 44:12; Psalm 46:7; Psalm 69:20; Psalm 138:3; Isaiah 1:4; Isaiah 3:25-26; Jeremiah 4:1; Jeremiah 6:29; Matthew 3:12; 2 Corinthians 6:17; Revelation 6:8; Revelation 10:9; Revelation 13:10

#judgment #Jeremiah's complaint #the Lord's answer #repentance #Jeremiah 15 #Book of Jeremiah #Old Testament #CSB #Christian Standard Bible #Holman Bible Publishers

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yukine-sakamoto · 4 months ago

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Shadows House Season 1 Review

I really liked this show, even more than I thought I would, actually, and I’m surprised it has so few members on my anime list. I want more people to watch it so they make more of it. I don’t think they can finish everything in the one more season that exists right now.

First, the mystery was done so well. The pacing of the small reveals that just lead to more questions. The way the world of the show slowly opens up to us. It just pulls you in. I love a show with really deep lore. And the characters were so well made. I came to love all of them, even though/because each has faults. The outfits of the shadows were each unique and beautiful, and despite having no features, the shadows were all so expressive. Honestly, the whole show is beautiful. They managed to do one of my favorite things which is blending fantasy/action with bits of slice of life. You have the mysterious soot stuff going on, but you also have these occasional cute moments of just life in the mansion. It’s difficult to get the pacing right, which is why I think it’s not often attempted, but this felt very smooth, and did a fantastic job of contributing to the character arcs. It wasn’t too scary either. There were definitely some unsettling scenes that set the dark undertones for the show, but it was still very palatable for me. The ED is fantastic too. Really captures the mood of the whole show. The last two episodes are apparently anime only, and they definitely felt a little different. I haven’t read the manga, so it didn’t really bother me, and the manga author is involved in the show, so I’m willing to believe they have a plan. I still thought the ending was satisfying. It ties up some smaller threads from earlier, while still leaving the broader questions open leaving you wanting more seasons.

I gave it 9/10, and I don’t give out a lot of nines. I actually think this show has become one of my favorites.

Now, some more detail on the last two episodes (spoilers)

The whole kidnapping thing felt very rushed. Edward had very little to go on to prove that Kate was involved in any kind of misconduct, so it seems odd that he would go straight to kidnapping Emilico as a plan. He is shown throughout the debut arc to be a meticulous planner and schemer, so this is fairly out of character. I saw some manga readers that were quite frustrated with this as it’s apparently well out of line for his manga character as well. I wasn’t too bothered by that aspect. I was more peeved by the way Ricky and Lou were cured of the soot coffee. It felt way too easy compared to what Emilico and Shawn went through. I don’t think the coffee effects would fade so quickly as to lower the bar that much.

I did like seeing all the kids work together to figure out how to save Emilico and get Kate into the other wing. John’s veiled doll impression was hilarious. I feel like Gerald and Aileen didn’t do anything all season, but it was especially painful that they did the same “they must be disguised as veiled dolls” bit twice. I liked that we got to see Kate’s wings again, but it felt like a stretch of John’s powers to push them like that. I found it an odd choice to have Kate and Emilico land on top of the boys. I don’t know, maybe it was supposed to be funny? I don’t get it. It was also very convenient that John was able to escape via the soot bird without any kind of difficulty or anyone noticing. Felt like the writers wrote themselves into a corner and had to make do. Honestly I’m kind of nitpicking though. I enjoyed the little arc overall, it was nice seeing Edward get caught (It was also clear that it was anime-only so they couldn’t give him any real consequences, but anyway). Still, I feel like they could have ended things in a fairly satisfying way right after Kate notices the soot coffee effects to leave a good cliffhanger, maybe when they’re meeting lord grandfather. Or maybe after Kate cures her. That would still leave the other three’s condition open ended. It felt like a very awkward transition right after that emotional scene to jump right into the kidnapping. I guess they wanted to get to a full cour.

Biggest reveal of that arc is that the little morph with a bow actually is Shirley. I thought I was deluding myself, but no somehow she survived. I can only imagine the reveal was done differently in the manga; the Shirley-morph had a surprisingly large roll in the rescue. Also, we see Shirley-morph seems to stay with Rum, which is adorable and heartbreaking. We know she’s alive, which is expected since we knew the plan was to make her a veiled doll, but we never see her face. We don’t know her mental condition right now, and we were told that the veiled dolls undergo some kind of extra soot coffee treatment. I’m not sure Rum will be able to be brought back like the others. It’s clear the coffee has different strengths as it was used to wipe memories in the very beginning. Rum might be saved but not be able to remember any of the events thus far. Also, Shirley-morph hasn’t taken her form again, so there must be more going on with her.

Other questions still open: How does Kate know so much and why does she seem to harbor such a personal hatred towards the house? Why is Edward so obsessed with getting to the third floor? How has he been watching Kate and the others? What’s his next move? Why does he suspect Kate so much? Why does he suspect the others in the third floor crew? What are their goals anyway? What is lord grandfather’s end goal? World domination? What do the star bearers do? What other types of soot powers are there? What’s in the box Kate found when searching for Emilico? What happens in that soot room we saw in the intro? Actually, I think we see it again in the outro. I really liked the parallelism of having those two montages book end the show. It looked like Kate, John, and Louise were getting instruction on soot powers in the same room. Also there were a couple shadows that were working on Emilico’s cage in the intro that we see again in the outro in some kind of workshop. I want to meet them. I want to meet all the characters. I think I will take a break before watching season 2, though, as this show has genuinely affected my sleep.

#anime #shadows house #anime review

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firawren · 5 months ago

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The Rose Brides: a Beauty and the Beast retelling fanfic

Chapter 4, "Animosity," rated T, now posted on AO3!

Chapters: 4/19 now posted Fandom: Beauty and the Beast (Disney Animated Movies) Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Belle/Beast Other characters: Mrs. Potts, Cogsworth, Maurice, minor original characters

Key additional tags: Alternate Universe, Love, Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Smut, Shame, Self-Sacrifice, Magic, see full list of tags on AO3

Summary:

Lord Adam, born a beast from an ancestral and unbreakable curse, is determined to live in solitude so that his bloodline and curse will finally end with him. Yet magic intervenes and puts a young woman named Belle in his life, bound to his palace from an enchanted rose she plucked. Adam wants nothing to do with this woman who ruined his plans. He certainly is not going to fall in love with her, no matter how sweet and fun and clever he discovers her to be. Belle is not happy to be trapped at the eerie palace either. She had plans to become a famous author and travel the world. But she’s determined to make the best of her situation by making a friend, or maybe something more, if she can ever get this cranky yet strangely kind beast to open up to her.

Excerpt from Chapter 4:

“How was your day?” she asked.

What a stupid question. “Unpleasant.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. What made it unpleasant?”

He frowned at her. “Every day in this awful place is unpleasant. Haven’t you noticed?”

Her eyes dropped down to her plate, and she pushed at her carrots with her fork. “There are certainly aspects of this place that are…disturbing. But you can go elsewhere, if you find it so hard to bear.”

He didn’t miss how she emphasized the word “you,” and knew she meant that he was free to leave, while she was trapped. Anger pricked at him like burrs stuck in his fur. “Don’t try to blame me for your imprisonment,” he snapped. “You did that to yourself.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “I wasn’t trying to blame you.”

“Good. Because it’s all your fault. If you hadn’t picked that rose, this wouldn’t have happened.”

She narrowed her eyes, and her expression became hard. “If all of your ancestors hadn’t terrorized the whole village for generations, I wouldn’t have picked that rose to protect everyone.”

“Well you shouldn’t have been so willing to stupidly sacrifice yourself to help others.”

“Well you should be more willing to help others.”

He slammed both hands flat on the table, digging into the wood with his claws. “That’s exactly what I was trying to do, before you ruined it!”

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#rose brides fic #fanfic #batb fanfic #beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast 1991 #belle x beast #belle x adam #belle #the beast #disney fanfiction #fairy tales #fairy tale retelling #my writing #my stuff

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destinygoldenstar · 4 months ago

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Golden Analyzes 2001 Nominees “Shrek”

*Have Not Seen Prior, GF Has*

We’ve reached it. The very first Best Animated Feature Winner.

Pay Respects.

So this is the first case scenario where me and my GF, (we’re watching these together) have totally different experiences with a movie on the list.

Jimmy Neutron - We both never seen it

Monsters Inc - We both seen it

THIS movie, I hadn’t watched it in full prior to this. But she has.

Actually, I think I should clarify my stance when I say ‘haven’t seen it’. Cause with Jimmy Neutron, I actually hadn’t seen a single clip of it and knew nothing going in.

With this movie? I mean I haven’t sat down and watched the movie in full before this.

I’ve been SPOILED TO DEATH about this movie. So I know the plot. I know what happens. There are no surprises waiting for me.

But I’ve only sat down and seen a few clips. One was the very end of the second movie years ago when I was walking in on a babysitting watch party. Another was that scene in the third movie of that ogre baby doing a vomit rocket, which was even longer ago back when I was a kid with Windows XP. (Come on Microsoft, make Windows interesting again!)

And we also went on a Shrek themed VR ride at Universal. I don’t remember anything about it aside from we rode it.

Though to be fair I never remember VR rides that well.

So I know Shrek. I know it’s story. I know the impact it’s had on the industry. I just never found time or interest to sit down and watch the full movie.

My GF on the other hand has seen all the movies and spin-offs, and she is a pretty casual fan. She’s rather indifferent to these movies, and said they’re good movies.

So… she’s gonna have more to say in the reactions than usual. While I descend into madness.

But due to the Oscars nominations, I will get a descent Shrek fill in. Shrek 2 is 2004. Puss N Boots & Puss N Boots The Last Wish we’re both nominated. I will be required to watch those.

But not the third of fourth movies. I am not required to watch those. And I heard they were the worst of the franchise so I probably won’t. Depends if I get that invested in Shrek.

Okay… let’s go in.

Reaction:

Bold is my GF’s words

“Did this storybook rip off Sleeping Beauty? That looks familiar.” “It’s also odd as these characters don’t look like that in the movie.”

“Sorry, my mind is dirty. That F is way too big. Replace ‘for’ with the f word. Completely changed the sentence.”

“SOME-BODY ONCE TOLD ME- I’m sorry.”

“YOU EAT MUD?!”

“He’s so ugly that the mirror couldn’t stand to look at him.”

”He murdered a fish with his farts. Oh dear gosh he murdered a lot of fish with his farts.” “That’s one way to go fishing I guess.” “Why would you shower in mud if you’re just gonna take a bath right after?”

”This movie’s gross. Especially those slugs just… they don’t look right.”

“Okay, eating eyeballs?! No no no no. Nope… I’ve watched Total Drama though. I havent had a movie that’s made me lose my appetite for Cheeze-It’s yet. Let’s see if this one breaks me.”

(It didn’t. I could still eat Cheeze-Its throughout the movie)

“I wonder if he traumatized these people for sport.”

*He puts the fire out like it’s nothing* “😂” “😂 They’re a bunch of cowards.”

”I’ve had this headcanon as to why Donkey is being sold along with the other fairy tale creatures when he’s not a fairy tale character. You know in Pinocchio the island that turns people into donkeys and one of them talks still? He’s that donkey.”

”Those banners are the Facebook logo!” “Huh? Oh yeah… I was always confused by that cause Farquad’s colors are red and yellow.” “He’s Lord Facebook! He’s the head of Facebook!”

*’Im a real boy’ *nose grows** “That is so depressing.”

“Dang, Tinker Bell is either a failure or a sociopath.”

“I mean, you did save him with no reason to, so…”

“Oh he’s so us.”

“I mean technically it’s his property, and you’re a stranger. He kinda has a right to not let you in.”

“One thing that always bothered me was how everyone looks so old.” “Yeah.” “Is it because fairy tales are old??”

“NOOOO” “What?” “I thought he was gonna eat it for a second. Whatever he pulled out of his ear.” “Ear wax candle.”

”You can’t just put a CORPSE on the table!”

“Over a DAY, they ALL set up a whole civilization here.”

*Does anyone else know where to find him?* “No trust. No respect.”

”‘I am going to save your lives! But only for my own selfish reasons. But I’m still doing it!’”

“Oh yeah, this gingerbread man suffers a lot.”

“NO NOT THE LEGS. COME ON.”

*I tried to be fair to you creatures* “So murder and enslavement is fair.”

“How is he not a king? He has a castle and is a dictator and everything.”

“She’s DEAD. 😂 Yes marry a corpse. Would you like your bride alive or dead?”

“That’s gotta be one of the worst designed castles I’ve ever seen in a movie.”

“Hi welcome to Facebook.”

”I’m perfectly okay with sacrificing all of you.”

*oh that’s not very nice…* “Shrek gets so much mistreatment that he-“ *Its just a donkey* “Oh… 😂”

”GET DRUNK YOU GOONS”

*Onions have layers* *Ogres are like onions* "...THAT had to be the WORST metaphor you could've possible come up with."

(It's a SIMILE, actually. I thought I was a writer)

“Honestly I’m with Donkey on this one.”

“I can never look at this scene the same way again knowing they have those hybrid babies” “…THE DONKEY AND DRAGON DO IT?!”

“I don’t ship this. Ew. Ew. Ew.”

“She speaks in old English?” “Yeah. She doesn’t do it all the time though.”

*well I have to save my ass* “��” “Oh yeah, also there’s swearing in this.” “No I’m fine I just didn’t expect that reply.”

”I don’t ship this… I’m deeply uncomfortable. A dragon is trying to S/A a donkey.”

*Shrek gets his ass kissed* “AAAHHH! NOO!! NO NO NO NO NO!!” “…I forgot about that part…” “AAAAAHHH! WHY IS THERE SO MUCH SEXUAL ASSAULT IN THIS MOVIE?!”

”…oh okay… she has wings…” “Yeah good thing.” “I thought the dragon was gonna get hanged for a second.”

*Why didn’t he come rescue me?* “Yeah. Exactly.”

“No consent. Dragging a woman away without consent.”

“He’s already got the wedding outfits set up…” *sees the bear rug* “OH MY GOD.” “Yeah…” “I’m actually jumpscared…” “Earlier in the movie, the three bears were locked up together and the bears were crying for her… and then at another point in the movie she’s not there and the dad and baby are crying.” “😨NOO.”

(RIP Mama Bear)

*singing to the bird* “Awww…” *the bird explodes* “😳… actually I saw that coming. Still messed up.” *takes the eggs to cook* “NO!!!! NO. NO. NO. NO. THATS ANOTHER LEVEL OF SCREWED UP! NO! NO! IM LOSING MY MIND!!!” “Im gonna go…”

(We took a five minute break)

“Huh. A crass princess. Interesting.”

“…is it bad that I was kinda vibing with that?” “It wasn’t good. And they’re misogynistic… but yeah, I was vibing with that too.”

“…Im deeply uncomfortable but what do I expect now?”

“I was waiting for those frog balloons, oh gosh…” “It doesn’t phase me anymore.”

“…so are those animals dead?”

“She’s gonna marry Facebook.”

“DONKEY. I was digging that!”

“Is it bad that I think she’s really pretty as an ogre?” “Yes! Definitely! She’s real cute like this. Love the curves.”

“I wonder if her dress was designed specifically for this transformation.” “Im pretty sure it’s just magic.” “I think it’s just a very stretchy dress.”

*I thought that wouldn’t matter to you* “What?”

(REWINDED)

“…what’d she say?”

(REWINDED AGAIN)

“Yeah I’m not crazy. She said that SO quiet I can’t even hear it.”

(At least the version we watched, idk)

“Oh here’s the part. The leg part.” *the leg part* “😂”

“Uh…” *she presses the Farquad figure in the cake* “Yeah.”

“I’m very surprised there’s no guards blocking the door.”

“Why don’t you just go in? What’s stopping you?”

“The domino effect on the people 😂”

“…oh it does magic her clothes too.”

”😳 OKAY THEN.” “That’s a dark way to die for sure.” “I was expecting him to put up a fight, but THAT’S how he dies… that’s kinda pathetic.”

“😂” “Wait, this one window didn’t smash. Hold on.”

“I LOVE that she stays an ogre. That’s such a great message.”

(We Stan Fiona in this household)

“And then they all sing Shrek’s style in the end. Having accepted him.” “I didnt even notice that.”

Review:

Yeah, uh… I think I lost it far more than I thought I would. XD

And I’m a Total Drama viewer, which is pretty much this franchise but parodying reality Tv instead of fairy tales.

This is one of those movies that would probably not fly today from how much… rancidness is here. But apparently they’re making a fifth movie, which I, who has only seen the first movie so far, cannot comment feelings about.

I won’t dock points for it though, as it’s pretty clear it’s all done on purpose to serve as the movies distinct identity…

…you know, as one giant hate letter to Disney. If you know its history.

Okay, but putting that aside, this movie was a cultural phenomenon and a huge deal… and I get why.

Nowadays everyone’s trying to copy it, pretty much anyone under the Universal belt copied it at least once. But back then… yeah there wasn’t anything like it. And unlike those imitators that make their movies as childish garbage, this movie knows exactly what it’s doing and what it wants to say.

So much so that they repeat the message of the movie over and over and OVER again. And ngl, I felt pretty bashed in the face every time they said something under the likes of “don’t judge a book by its cover”. Because it was NOT SUBTLE AT ALL.

I think that’s a dialogue issue more than anything else. I would say kids movie, they have to use subtext less, but then I remember Monsters Inc was also an Oscar nomination and that movie knew subtext pretty well.

I think this is my biggest critique of the movie. There’s a bit of a lack of subtext.

There’s a lot of telling instead of showing. And I think the story and the message would’ve hit a whole lot harder if they showed things instead of just saying them.

For example, Shrek talks about how everyone immediately called him a monster before knowing him… but that’s it. He talks about it. What we’re shown is the aftermath of such where HE’S purposefully scaring THEM. Yeah I know he’s not attempting to murder anyone doing this he just wants privacy, but I think they could’ve made these civilians a bit more unlikeable, unreasonable, and unfair going in to make Shrek’s point have more ground to stand on. I think the scene would’ve hit a lot harder for me.

I do have other critiques as well

The animation is… actually not as bad as people make it out to be now. Yeah it aged badly but there are some really pretty skies.

Mostly the problem isn’t even the animation, it’s the designs.

That Lord Facebook castle is… YIKES, that’s bad looking.

The ogres look fine, but the people just look… OLD. Like, far older than I think they’re supposed to be. I think the only human character that looks like the age they’re supposed to be is Fiona.

My GF pointed this out too. She suggested that maybe everyone looking like this is on purpose to add to the fairytale satire angle. And maybe.

Now I have my fair share of fairytale satires in my life… but I am a little confused on how fairytales function in this world??

Like obviously the characters are there, but do they live out their respective fairytale stories? Are they aware their stories are written in stone? What about the people who aren’t fairytale characters? What do they do?

None of these world building questions get answered, at least not in this movie. Like, maybe if Shrek was a fairytale character, even if a very minor monster obstacle character, then the hatred towards him would be much more understandable?? Like, on the civilian’s end not on the message’s end.

Lord Facebook is also probably the weakest character in the movie.

Yes I know it’s Lord Farquad, but over the reaction we made a joke about the Facebook looking banners so we’re calling him Lord Facebook.

There’s really only one scene where I’m convinced he’s a threat as a villain, and that’s him torturing the gingerbread man. He hates and slaughters fairy tale creatures because… why not? (I forgot) And he somehow is not the king??

Why would he need to be king if he already has this much power?

And even then most of his power is used off screen. Like the Mama Bear murder. ON SCREEN, aside from that one scene I already mentioned, he poses pretty little threat. The heroes don’t really try to stop him until the end of the movie, Fiona puts up very little fight for her own character reasons, and in the final battle, Facebook gets eaten and killed very early and very easily without much of a fight. A fight that his GUARDS do.

I’m just saying, the main villain kinda doesn’t have too much of a ‘role’ dictating the narrative. Cause again, it was Fiona’s choice to go with him. She’s not being held captive by him or anything. He’s not the guy that locked her up in that tower.

So this movie has some issues…

I still very much appreciate it.

Despite the movie being made out of spite (if you go behind the scenes) it has a strong heart of a story of an outcast learning to let people in his life.

Shrek is not a monster. That’s just the stereotype people put on ogres. But he acts like that monster as a coping mechanism for loneliness. Which is a very real psychological thing.

I first assumed the movie was about this ogre getting a redemption arc and changing into a better person, but this is a subversion I’m pretty pleased with. I mean yeah Shrek is… flawed, but so is everyone. And he shouldn’t have to, say, remove his ogre side to fit in.

(Wait is that the plot of the second movie??)

And it’s also why his relationships with Donkey and Fiona, who accept him for who he is, is very important for both him and the story.

And I really liked these two characters in particular. MUCH more than I thought I would going in.

Except eating birds eggs. That’s a big no no.

Donkey, I suppose, fits the ‘comedic sidekick’ role, and I was prepared to be extremely annoyed by him throughout the movie…

…what I got instead was a very wholesomely pure character that was vital to the story. Yeah he’s a loudmouth, but he has by far the best heart in the movie and such an amazing friend to Shrek. Even when Shrek snaps at Donkey for a misunderstanding, he never blames Shrek for anything and remains emotionally supportive and open to listening to Shrek. It’s a friendship I completely bought from beginning to end.

I also completely bought the love story from beginning to end. The main character literally wiping his ass with the notion of true love only to find said true love? Irony at its peak.

And I will say that after watching this movie fully for the first time, I am a Fiona STAN.

I knew the twist with her being an ogre even before I watched the movie, so no surprise there. Again, I’ve been spoiled to death of this movie. What I wasn’t expecting was how well it was used as a thematic purpose to parallel Shrek.

This is something she can’t control. There is nothing she can do about it. Shrek can’t either cause he was born an ogre, but they’re both in the similar situation. In Fiona’s case however, she lies about it. She hides it. She masks herself to fit the society norm of a princess because that is what she’s supposed to be.

And being locked in a tower for god knows how long with no social contact? Of course she’d think no one would love that side of her. All she has to go off of is fairy tale logic, which is why she speaks in Old English at her debut scene.

Kinda wish they kept that part as a running thing for her, cause they kinda drop it after the rescue. That’s a nitpick though.

But after hearing Shrek having experiences that are relatable to her fears, she opens up far more to her real personality, which Shrek falls for. She’s crude, she’s cynical, she has no problem getting her hands dirty, she can kick ass without much issue. That’s another thing I like. She played the traditional damsel in distress at the tower, but it was clear it was just a gig for her and she could’ve escaped if she wanted. But it’s her willing choice to go to Farquad after the misunderstanding, and Shrek isn’t saving her physically at the wedding, he’s saving her mentally.

That was a nice subversion of the trope.

I also LOVE that she stays an ogre at the end and that’s her ‘beauty’. Cause despite not being born an ogre, it IS her. It’s genuinely very beautiful.

“Man, gotta love ogre, one of my favorite genders”

Idk how much of a hot take this is, but she’s prettier as an ogre than she is as a human. I said it.

I’m not one of those people that love romanticizing obesity, as it is a genuine health concern that be damaging to one’s life. But there is a good line between that and just having a body type that is more plus sized than others. And that’s okay. Especially if there’s nothing that can be done in some cases. I cannot speak for the plus sized women that watched this movie, but I hope it really touched them in a positive way and made them appreciate themselves more.

And to this day, Disney hasn’t made a princess with a chubbier body type. But if they ever do we all get to claim that Fiona was the first.

…and also that Red Shoes movie that’s pretty good and also did body positivity well.

Shrek’s bond with both of these characters is the heart of the movie, at least for me. It’s genuinely so touching to watch a guy who got isolated for so long be able to open up again to people who can love and care for him for who he is. Maybe it’s not the best version of this story in the world, but it’s still a well told one.

And, uh… idk how controversial it is… I like the pop music in this movie.

Nowadays its overdone and serves no purpose besides advertisement and songwriters getting a paycheck, but in this movie it serves a genuine narrative purpose and the movie would be worse without it.

It’s SHREK’s style of music. It’s HIS narrative being narrated not in a traditional fairy tale way, but by his playlist.

Every other character in the movie tries to sing traditionally like a Disney Movie. Donkey tries a lot and Shrek keeps stopping him. Fiona sings and kills a bird with her voice. (Yeah the mockery of Disney is strong here) Shrek meanwhile doesn’t give a damn about his reputation.

(I’m sorry)

And it really works for the ending after everyone else is singing the song ‘I’m a Believer’ together at Shrek and Fiona’s wedding. They join in on Shrek’s style of music because they have grown a sense of acceptance of Shrek.

(At least I think they did)

So yeah, good movie with some rough edges to it. I honestly wish I loved it more than I did. But I’m glad I didn’t hate it. At least I am now scarred by a dragon sexually harassing people.

And according to the nomination list, I will be required to watch the second movie and both of the spin-off movies.

Anyway, that's it for this movie and this concludes all the 2001 Oscar Nominated Movies For Best Animated Feature. I'll make a post where we come to our own conclusions on our opinions on the win and what movie we think should've won instead.

#shrek #shrek 1 #animation #best animated film #animated movies #dreamworks #dreamworks animation #movie review #movies #reactions #film review

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artzychic27 · 2 years ago

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This goes out to @msweebyness !

*Manon glitches into the Royals Room as they are going about their business. Kagami, Kim, and Marinette are chatting, Nathaniel is sleeping on the couch, Myléne is conversing with a songbird, Zoé is plucking leaves out of Jess’ hair, Rose is reading, Marc is talking with Jean, Ondine is combing her hair with a fork, Alya is doing her makeup, Adrien is brushing his hair, Austin T is sitting on his magic carpet and polishing a lamp, and Mireille is lounging on her rock. They notice Manon and gasp*

Manon: Uh… Hi?

*The Royals go on the defense, grabbing their weapons. Kagami loads an arrow in her bow, Marinette and Kim draw their swords, Rose weaponizes her book, Ondine points her fork at her, Adrien grabs his iron pan, Jess readies her staff, Austin T hits his lamp against the palm of his hand, Marc conjures up an ice beast, Mireille shifts into her lion form, Alya raises her rolling pin, Zoé shatters her glass slipper into a fine point, Jean puts his fists up, and Nathaniel and Myléne get ready to sic the woodland animals on her*

Manon: Whoa! Whoa, ladies, gents! I can explain. *She pushes Zoé’s slipper away from her face* See, I’m a Royal, too.

Jean: Wait, what?

Manon: Yeah! Princess Manon Marmalade Von Schweetz. Of the, uh, Sugar Rush Von Schweetzes. I’m sure you’ve heard of us. It’d be embarrassing for you if you haven’t.

Jess: Huh. What kind of a Royal are you?

Manon: What kind?

Adrien: *Grabbing bundles of his hair* Do you have magic hair?

Manon: No.

Marc: *Creating snowflakes* Magic hands?

Manon: No.

Zoé: *As Jess pets a raccoon and Austin T cuddles with a tiger while she holds up baby birds* Do animals talk to you?

Manon: No.

Myléne: *Holds up a poisoned apple* Were you poisoned?

Manon: No!

Alya/Nathaniel/Jean: Cursed? *Nathaniel collapses to the floor, Alya turns into a frog, and Jean turns into a llama*

Manon: Oh, God! No!

Kim/Mireille: Were you stripped of your title?

Manon: No! What? No!

Adrien/Rose: Kidnapped or enslaved?

Manon: No! Are you guys okay? Should I call the police?

Ondine: Then I have to assume you made a deal with an underwater sea witch where she took your voice in exchange for a pair of human legs?

Manon: No! Good Lord, who would do that?

Myléne: Have you ever had True Love’s Kiss?

Nathaniel: *Wakes up; yawns* So romantic.

Manon: Ew! Barf!

Austin T: *Kisses Alya and Jean, turning them back into humans* Do you have daddy issues?

Jess: Aaw!

Kim: Poor thing!

Manon: I don’t even have a mom!

Austin T/Myléne/Jean/Marc/Rose/Jess/Zoé/Ondine: Neither do we!

Adrien: And now for the million-dollar question. Do people assume all your problems got solved because a big strong man showed up?

Manon: Yes! What is up with that?!

Royals: She is a Royal!

Myléne: *Vocalizes*

Zoé: *Inspecting Manon’s hoodie* Who made your gown? I’ve never seen anything quite like it.

Manon: Oh, this old thing?

Zoé: Oh, I’d so love to have one of my own.

Nathaniel: As would I!

Jess: Me too!

Marc: That is so cool!

Adrien: Best outfit ever!

Ondine: Ooh! I want one, too, you guys!

Kim: I need one now!

Zoé: I’ll get my mice on this.

*Later*

Zoé: *Collapses on a bean bag chair wearing blue loungewear* So this is love. All hail Princess Manon, the queen of comfy!

Royals: *Cheering*

Ondine: Of all the thingamabobs in this entire world… I never thought I’d get to wear a real… What’s it called again? Oh yeah. Shirt. *Spotlight shines on her; Singing* I once had a dream that I might wear a shirt~

Manon: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait! What’s going on?

Austin T: Uh, she’s singing.

Manon: Yeah, but there was like music, and a spotlight. Wait, you all saw it too, right?

Alya: That’s what happens when a princess-

Nathaniel: Or prince.

Kim: Or demigod.

Jess: Or chief’s daughter.

Jean: Or emperor.

Alya: Sings about their dreams.

Manon: Oh, that’s never happened to me. I mean, not even once.

Adrien: Why don’t you give it a try?

Mireille: Yeah. What is it you really want? Sing about that.

Manon: Okay. Uh, sure. Huh. I could do that. Um, let’s see. *Clears throat; sings* Oh, steering wheel. Oh, steering wheel~

*Jess’ raccoon shrieks*

Manon: Oh yeah, I want a steering wheel.

Rose: … *Closes her book* Well… There is a lot to unpack here.

Nathaniel: Mmm-hmm.

Rose: So, this steering wheel you sing of, that’s a metaphor?

Manon: Oh, no, it’s not a metaphor. I just… I literally want a steering wheel. I think the issue is I was a little pitchy.

Marinette: Maybe a little. But sometimes, your song can’t start until you go someplace to reflect.

Jess: What works for some of us is finding a form of water and staring at it.

Manon: … What?

Myléne: Oh, yes, I like to stare at a wishing well!

Jean: I stare at my palace.

Marinette: Anyreflective surface.

Zoé: Soap bubbles.

Alya: An old rundown building.

Nathaniel: A beautiful forest.

Marc: The icy mountains.

Manon: Wait, you’re saying if I just stare at some water-

Ondine: Uh, important water.

Manon: Right. Of course. “Important water.” I stare at the important water and somehow magically I’ll start singing about my dream?

Adrien: For sure.

Alya: Mmm-hmm.

Manon: Yeah, I don’t think so, guys. But thanks.

*Knock at the door. Max enters while riding on Markov*

Max: Five minutes, Royals. Another “Which DuPont Royal Are You?” quizlet starts in five minutes.

Royals: *Groan*

Austin T: Okay, thank you.

Alya: Well, I guess it’s back to the gowns and suits, guys.

Nathaniel: It was lovely to meet you, Manon.

Rose: And best of luck finding your song.

Kagami: *In a thick accent* I wish you a long and prosperous life, and I hope you come back soon!

Manon: … Uh-huh. *Whispering* What did she just say?

Alya: We don’t know.

Jean: We can’t understand her.

Marc: She’s from the other studio.

Manon: Ah.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #Adrien Agreste #lê chiến kim #max kanté #Zoé Lee #Ondine #nathaniel kurtzberg #marc anciel #marinette dupain cheng #kagami tsuguri #Jean duparc #alya césaire #rose lavillant #Myléne haprele #Jess

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freezaprime · 2 years ago

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REMINDER

*This is a direct sequel to The Deal and this time Frieza plans on making a few adjustments to the deal he made with Epic Games.*

A knock sounded outside the office door within the Epic Games headquarters.

“Come in.” The CEO said while skimming through the paperwork.

The door opens to reveal a small elderly blue woman with lavender hair and wore a Frieza Force attire. “Good afternoon sir. I am Berriblu. I have been sent here on behalf of my master; Lord Frieza to check on the current status of implementing his skin into Fortnite and to remind you of your deadline.”

Letting out an audible gasp at the mention of Frieza’s name, the CEO stood up and hurriedly walked over to Berriblu with his face draining of color. “We’re still working on it! I’m sorry if Lord Frieza was displeased with the Gohan and Piccolo skin. Please rest assure that we haven’t forgotten about the deal but it takes time when considering other collaborations that we’d like to do in the near future!”

“Good to hear. Although my lord has been thinking about the technicalities of implementing and coding the skins into the game since the last time he was here. He has decided to extend the deadline if you are not able to do so this year.”

The CEO sighed in relief. “Thank you.”

Berriblu then held up her index finger. “But only on one condition.”

“What condition would that be?” Asked the CEO nervously.

“Starting today either I or my lord will be checking in on a monthly basis to ensure the progress of inserting his skin into the game goes smoothly and that no one should forget about it. Would that be alright with you?” Berriblu asked with a sinister smile on her wrinkled face.

“Y-yes ma’am.” The CEO nodded shakily.

“Very well then. I will inform my lord of this.” Berriblu was about to leave when she stopped half way out the door. “Pardon me but I couldn’t help but notice that a trio of young men were waiting to speak with you about a collaboration.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. One had a pig mask on, the other was a brightly colored yet timid person and the last one had a scar on the corner of his forehead. That one was a rather polite young man.”

“Ah yes. That would be Inosuke, Zenitsu, and Tanjiro from Demon Slayer.” The CEO said. “It’s a very popular anime these days and fans are asking for a collaboration.”

“Hm. Well that will make things much more interesting. Have a good day.” Berriblu said as she floated out. At the back of her mind she couldn’t help but feel curious about the girl in the box who peeked out a bit before closing the door when the elderly woman passed by the trio of boys.

End.

*Note: There is no news of Fortnite having a Demon Slayer collaboration at this time. But I wanted to hint that possibility into this short story because who wouldn’t want to play as everyone’s favorite demon, Nezuko. She’s freaking adorable!*

#fortnite #DBZ/DBS Frieza #Berriblu

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itcamefromthetoybox · 2 years ago

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Here to Sniff Flowers and Shoot Predacons

“Transformers: Rise of the Beasts” toys are finally out, and I for one couldn’t be happier! I am so freaking pumped to talk about the different figures from this line, especially since so many of the characters are from “Beast Wars,” my introduction to “Transformers,” and a show near and dear to my heart. So what I’m thinking is that we’ll look at one figure from several of the different sets of figures so that we can get a general idea about this line of toys. And, because I love the character’s original version from “Beast Wars,” we’re starting with “Beast Alliance Beast Battle Masters Rhinox!”

For those of you who don’t know, “Transformers: Rise of the Beasts” is the sequel to the hit movie “Bumblebee,” the best movie in the “Transformers” film series and one you should definitely watch if you haven’t done so yet. While that movie took place in the 80’s, this one will be taking place in the totally radical year 1992. Not much is known of the plot as of this moment, which means there isn’t much I can say about the film’s version of Rhinox either. He’s a Maximal who turns into a rhinoceros, and that’s currently all I got. I could tell you tons about the “Beast Wars” version of Rhinox, but that’s because his show came out when I was a kid. This guy? Nothing’s out yet, so I can’t tell you anything about him.

The “Beast Alliance” line of figures, though, is something I can very much talk about. The focus in this line is figures that interact with robot animals, which become weapons and/or armor for the larger toys. It’s where a lot of the movie’s toys are and where we’ll be spending a decent amount of our time with the toyline. It’s made up of three sublines, with “Beast Battle Masters” being what we’re looking at today.

“Beast Battle Masters” are a series of transforming robot animals that become various weapons which can be held by larger figures. The animals themselves lack a robot mode, even if the character the toy depicts does have one, which makes sense because they’re smaller figures and engineering can only do so much without costing a crapload.

Rhinox, despite being a smaller figure, is very stocky. His mold is built to show off just how strong a rhino made of metal would actually be, which is VERY strong. His body’s sculpted in a way that really lets us see the armor plating the character has, which helps contribute to his powerful looks. Most of Rhinox’s body is covered in an rocky brownish color, with touches of metal paint on his shoulders, eyes, mouth, and neck. His steel-grey limbs and the sculpted wiring around his ribs really help drive home the fact that this is a machine and not an organic animal, but none of it takes away from the rhino shape. It’s very clear when looking at him what Rhinox is supposed to be.

Fun-Sized

Rhinox transforms into a gatling gun that can be held by most figures and has a pretty straightforward transformation. You split open his butt and wrap it around his body, rearrange the legs, and Bob’s your uncle. …Good Lord, that last sentence makes me sound like a serial killer when taken out of context. THIS BLOG DOES NOT CONDONE MUTILATING RHINOCEROSES OR PEOPLE. Anyways, the gatling gun looks alright. It’s not great-looking, and from the wrong angle, looks like an ass with a gun sticking out of it, but it’s alright. The legs can get in the way of certain figures holding it, so I’d recommend fiddling with the legs to make him fit in figures’ hands. Also, the gun barrel is removable, since it’s held on with friction tabs, but I’d leave it so as not to wear down the connections.

The Butt-Gun of Doom

Rhinox has limited articulation. His legs are held on by ball joints, but lack any joints themselves, so there’s not much going on there. Since his entire design revolves around turning into a gatling gun, there’s not much room for anything else. His shape impedes any real movement.

Now, would I recommend “Beast Alliance Beast Battle Masters Rhinox?” Absolutely. He’s a fun little figure who goes great with bigger figures. My plan is to actually get the larger Rhinox figure with a robot mode and have him hold this guy. While there will be a re-release of this toy that will come with a figure of Wheeljack, it’s gonna cost a lot more and has a lot less paint, so this is the better Rhinox if you’re not interested in that Wheeljack. Rhinox and the rest of his subline are available at mass retail for about $7-$10, and are fun little toys that kids will really enjoy. This is JS signing off and wishing you Happy Toy Hunting.

#transformers #toys #toy #transformers toy #transformers toys #beast wars #rhinox #transformers rise of the beasts #rise of the beasts #rotb #transformers rotb #review #reviews #toy review

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a-very-fond-farewell · 1 year ago

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niki tries new things!

So, just to let y’all know what I’ve been into the past few months, I decided to make a list. some of these things haven’t changed from the past but others have! so if you see me reblogging more about the new things you don’t have to be startled at all :)

A) things 🍑 I still enjoy:

word of honor & faraway wanderers : I don’t think that’s ever gonna change tbh. I’m still writing a long fic for woh and I plan to at least get another one finished for the fandom before taking a break from creating for it. I had one more in store, but it’s becoming oddly personal and I think I’ll work on it in my spare time and possibly never post it, who knows!;

winter begonia : I fell in love with the drama and I’m still reading the novel that it was based on, so of course I’m gonna stick to them for a very long time! I have a long wip in place and another planned for the drama, but they require a lot of research and I’m collecting various pieces of information to give them justice. so I may be on hold in the fandom but not forever!;

other various danmei novels/shows: I’m still waiting on winner is king drama to air :( so you can see me ranting about sha po lang in equal measure. then there’s golden stage, my absolute love, and lord seventh :D so yay for that!;

good omens : the love is resurfacing due to the new season creeping in on us, but it never quite left in the first place. expect more content on the ineffable husbands and their unruly children >:) cannot wait!;

welcome to night vale : I want to pick up the podcast again! :( but I’m a perfectionist at heart and I cannot fathom skipping episodes! so I will have to plan my listening schedule accordingly. wish me luck!;

B) things 👯‍♀️ I don’t quite enjoy anymore:

the untamed & mdzs : I’m sorry but... it’s not doing it for me anymore ;-; which is sad bc I made good friends through that ;—; but my sparks only come back in regards to it while reading meta or character analysis. I still have some fics saved that I occasionally re-read from my favorite authors, but I think I have outgrown my stay in the fandom. I will be forever grateful for mdzs for introducing me to a bunch of new interesting things to delve into in 2020, for keeping me company during forced isolation and for bringing me joy with lots of new people. AND I think it’s time to let go at the same time. this doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy my friends rambling to me about this or that character, this or that plot point or fanon scenario tho! I’ll just keep my distance and let them have fun :) it’s ok;

lotr & the hobbit : only a few of you will know that this blog was originally a bagginshield nostalgia blog in origin. the username is evidence of that after all! I will always love both fandoms, but I haven’t looked for new content of fics in a while and I routinely re-read old fics rather than engaging with brand new creations so... it’s time to let go. I considered changing my username too, but since i share it with my art blog idk what to do... we will see!;

anime in general : namely Mob Psycho 100. I will always love it, don’t get me wrong. but I haven’t had the emotional capacity to engage with mp100 final season yet and I don’t think I’m ready to let go of it. I will suspend my judgment for now, waiting for when I will be ready to properly move on;

C) NEW ✨ things I enjoy now:

house of the dragon : look. I don’t really care for got or the book!canon in general. I’m just a casual fan ;-; no need to explain all the details to me. more than being a rude tourist who doesn’t bother to learn about the culture, think of me as a tired hostess or steward forced to take a liking to the local fast food place in between flights. that would be me, flipping through the menu and getting hooked on r//haenicent content bc I’m but a smol bi and a simp for pretty and dramatic ladies. sue me. I’m not interested in the discourse, I don’t want to know who is terrible and why, this is fictional and I am tired. but if you see me reblogging stuff from there I will tag accordingly with the proper tags from now on, so you can mute safely;

the devil judge : some of you may have noticed I started talking about this kdrama somewhere about last October and I haven’t been the same since. I won’t write for the fandom but expect me to be annoying and hyper focused on it at all times when you less expect it. I can be quite steadfast in certain aspects of my fandom life and this is no exception;

helluva boss : me? liking indie-turned-super-popular animation? in this economy? it’s more likely than you’d think! look. I’m slightly less casual and more committed about this compared to my recent hotd fixation. but. once again, I have no interest in the discourse. I will reblog stuff from it and make an effort to tag even if I grew out of the habit as of recently. I found out about it last April and it helped with my anxiety. I’m enjoying something new after a long time and it doesn’t even require me to create content for it either. I can just lay back and chill. so. no fighting;

don’t hug me I’m scared : ik it’s unsettling and I care deeply about it, ok? but ik some of you are a bit uncomfortable with the material so I will take precautions and tag appropriately. I will only reblog stuff from the fandom bc I have no mental energy to create any content for it. I have no ship to board and no intention to join any ship tho, so there’s that. I just like the medium and mindlessly engage with it, triggering or not. sometimes I trigger myself just by paying attention to it, but I won’t subject y’all to it and will tag, I promise;

dune : I will be obnoxious about it. blame the upcoming movie for it. the visuals are pretty, the ladies are even prettier and even though I don’t really care for the tim boy I am endlessly entertained by his character since Paul and his life choices are amusing to me: he makes no damn sense, compels me though. also expect me to be annoying af about bene gesserit shenanigans in general bc. well. I’m only human;

the hunger games : less than dune, but the new movie interests me quite a bit. I love me some fictional villains and meta on them. their fictional struggles fascinate me. I don’t want to engage in the discourse with this one either;

succession : I have not watched the series, but an old friend of mine very enthusiastically insisted I give it a try so I will do that while trying to avoid spoilers at the same time. the stakes are high!;

D) things 👀 I’m looking forward to:

crafting : I want to make tiny things ;-; where is the time tho????

reading : there are so many things I want to read! mental health has been wild recently, I barely had energy to keep up with my favorite fic updates :( that’s all I have had energy for in the past few months ;—;

drama series : I’ve been given excellent suggestions but I keep falling asleep at odd times and haven’t found the time for that yet. which is very sad and very upsetting;

drawing : I feel like I haven’t practiced in a very long time and that’s unacceptable!;

music : I have new albums to listen to from my favorite artists, but I feel like I’m putting it off bc I fear I won’t enjoy them much :( , on the other hand I have received amazing suggestions and I’m excited to give them a try!;

I think this is all! I will probably put a “keep reading” on this later on. but yeah! It’s nice to be back :)

#sneaky niki #if any of you are uncomfortable with me liking any of these things know that I want you to be happy #if you want to unfollow me it’s ok #if we are mutuals then by all means I want you to prioritize your happiness #usernames have changed so I might not recognize some of u #but it’s ok. you do u. I do me. hope you will be enjoying yourself on this platform too :)

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freedfromthegalactichivemind · 2 years ago

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Okay, browsing another fandom-tag, (the thing I am newly becoming RE-obsessed with, my longstanding decades old fandom re-emerging due to shiny new material)... well... I found something that made me think of THIS fandom and how ridiculous it is sometimes and how ridiculous fandom can be about certain things. Take a look at this reblogged image on my other sideblog: Classic Trigun Official Art. Its kind of spoilery for those who haven’t seen the 1998 original anime series, but it’s non-canonical at, anyway. At least, I think it’s non-canon art. However, it is official, as in, it’s not canon art / not an image from the actual anime, but it is promotional, a kind of post-series funsies thing done by crew. The pale-haired guy in the space-suit there? The one who’s got the smiling spiky-haired guy’s arm wrapped around him? He’s the series’ main villain. He’s also a genocidal maniac with a deep hated of humanity who has murdered millions of people. He of course is here, in this funsie official / adjacent art shown in the trope of a “reforming villain” with heroic-characters including the main (Vash with his arm arround him - twin brother) gladly hanging out with him. Anyway, my point is that - hey, look at the actual official although non-canonical art of the “defanged villain” trope - done for fun, to show a villain being begrudgingly good / implied to be on his way to reformation post series, etc. Silly promo / bonus art. It made me think about how She-Ra fandom had the Catra vs. Hordak wars and how some people / factions were just AGAHST at the idea that some of us fan-critters loved to contemplate redemption arcs and do fanart and fanfic that defanged the villains and so forth. While people don’t seem to mind it much for Horde Prime - people doing sexy or silly fanart with him to scratch that itch for a “defanged dark lord” fun time, people got really bent out of shape for a while for both Hordak and Catra, didn’t they? In the Hordak fan-faction (hi there, where I make my bed, or my clone-pod, as it were) there were a lot of people who hated Catra, thought of her as taking time away from their blorbo and who considered her “too toxic” for Adora and made this big honking serious deal out of it. Fanfics about Catra fucking off to the Crirmson Waste alone and whatnot... I actually don’t mind pairing Adora with other people, it’s just that some of the “Catra cannot be redeeeeeemed!” stuff got a little obnoxious for me, even though I, myself, got sick and fucking tired of overzealous Catra-stans calling me a genocidal colonist for liking Hordak. And of course, um, Hordak. A villain portrayed with some sympathy and human emotions, despite being an actual dictator trying to conquer a planet. Yeah, Hordak’s done a lot of fucked up things, like employing torture and execution-by-exile in his reign. I like him, anyway, because of those sympathetic points - the clone-cult stuff, the sense that he has a desire to be wanted and loved despite everything (thank you, Entrapta). And, well, I LOVE the idea of post-canon, of “Lets let him live a cute domestic life with Entapta and lets dress him in sweaters and have him discover how delicious mangoes are, the poor cult-denied big fruit bat!” And, well, there was a big row among people about liking these characters, something of a sympathy-contest of who “deserves more sympathy” and whatnot. I was sitting here the whole time going “Let me enjoy my defanged dark lord trope in peace.” Meanwhile, back in my old fandom, which I have returned to... it’s like “Oh, yeah, there’s official art of the actual literal genocidal maniac who canonically has a very graphic 100K+ body count being domesticated by the good guys, not to mention what the fandom does and the thirst some fans have for this guy” and it’s like.... “Whoa, anime fandoms just be more chill than American cartoon fandoms, don’t they?” No one accuses you of wanting to erase humanity because you enjoy Millions Knives, so why do people accuse you of being a real life abuser or colonial apologist if you enjoy Catra or Hordak?

#fandom comparisons #villains #villain tropes #defanged dark lord #catra #hordak #the catra vs. hordak wars #spop discourse #trigun #anime #deep apologies for people on the trigun tag who aren't into she-ra #this is my dumb she-ra blog #for my actual trigun blog go to lost-technology

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