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Reading Log 2024.05 - May

Previous: Reading Log 2024.04 - April

Trying to grasp the moon. Wonder if anyone would ever want to come over to my moon? Maybe we can try grasping it together?

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Reading languages: German, English, French, Japanese, not listing which was what. (There's also been some feeble attempts at Chinese.)

Titles are as I’ve read them either first or most and thus remember it for that title mostly

Not going to bother putting in the original titles of translated reads unless there is something worthy of note to it

Cursive titles have been completed

If it says a volume number it may mean it has been finished or is still in progress

Some notes’ content may be subject to repetition here and there, as I also copied some older notes from casual conversations over and didn’t go through any rounds of cutting things down.

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MAY

JNC (English) puts A Pale Moon Reverie into this month' Catchup Lineup, so there goes a subscription. You gotta make most use the buffet, do you?

I still failed to finish trying out all that was in the catchup...

Also struggled with the JNC Nina deadlines

The JNC quota of my monthly reads have not been counted, but they must make a notable percentage.

What does that tell me again? I get the most things done with a deadline leash.

The distinction between LN/WN regular novels is a bit fuzzy this time due to the potion of Rosmei previews...

Light Novels/Web Novels/Novels:

A Pale Moon Reverie v1-2

At the World’s Mercy Rosmei Preview

Brunhild v3p1

By the Grace of Gods LN v14

Chillin’ in Another World with Level 2 Super Cheat Powers v1ch1-2

Don't You Like Me Rosmei Preview

Fushi no Kami v1

Hell Mode v3p4-6

How to Survive as a Villain Novel Rosmei preview ch1-5

How to Survive as a Villain Novel ch137-235

Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon? v10

Kaleidoscope of Death Rosmei Preview

Marriage, Divorce, and Beyond: The White Mage and Black Knight's Romance Reignited v1p1-v2p1-6

Mushoku Tensei v1p7-8

Nanchan Rosmei Preview

The Defectives Rosmei Preview

The Earth Is Online Rosmei Preview

The Killer of Killers Rosmei Preview

The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement ch1

The Saint's Magic Power is Omipotent LN v3p7-8

Unnamed Memory LN v1p2-5

Wolf and Parchment v5-6

Zilbagias the Demon Prince: How the Seventh Prince Brought Down the Kingdom v1p1-5

Manga:

12 Jahre v18

A Livid Lady's Guide to Getting Even: How I Crushed My Homeland with My Mighty Grimoires (Manga) v2ch7-11

An Archdemon's (Friend's) Dilemma: How to Babysit a Crybaby Knight ch1-5

An Archdemon's Dilemma: How to Love Your Elf Bride v1-10, ch52-54, ch60-63

Are You Okay with a Slightly Older Girlfriend? ch16.3-21

Arte ch86-87

Bibi & Miyu v1ch5

Buta no Liver wa Kanetsushiro ch36.1-2

Daijuukou to Unicornis no Otome ch15.2

Dead Mount Death Play v6

Dekiru Neko wa Kyou mo Yuuutsu ch109, ch88-91

Domestic na Kanojo v9-11

Endo and Kobayashi Live! The Latest on Tsundere Villainess Lieselotte (Manga) ch1, ch6, ch10, ch14, ch18, v5ch23-26

Everyday Escape v1-4

Fragtime v1-2

Girl Crush ch85-87

Hari to Hitsuji no Fune ch10.2

Heart Gear ch4-10

How I Attended an All-Guy's Mixer ch5-16

I'm a Noble on the Brink of Ruin, So I Might as Well Try Mastering Magic (Manga) ch1-5

Is Love the Answer? ch1

Isekai de Ane ni Namae wo Ubawaremashita ch18.2-4

Just Because I Love You

Kakan no Oukoku no Hanagirai Hime ch13.2-13.3

Knitter's High ch27.3-4

Living With My Brother's Wife ch49-65

Loop 7-kaime no Akuyaku Reijou wa, Moto Tekikoku de Jiyuu Kimama na Hanayome Seikatsu wo Mankitsusuru ch32

My Not-So-Fair Lady is Doomed! (But Not If I Can Help It) ch4.2-9.2

My Unexpected Marriage ch10.3-14

Nagiko no Hanashi (re-read)

Okazari Ouhi ni Nattanode, Kossori Hataraki ni deru koto ni Shimashita ~Usagi ga Iru no de Hitorine mo Sabishiku Arimasen!~ ch26.5-6

Oshi no Ko ch145-147

Shinde Miro to Iwareta no de Shinimashita. ch11-12

Shuumatsu Touring ch38.1-3

Sleeping Moon v1

Solange wir zusammen sind v8

Sonna Kazoku nara Sutechaeba? ch68sample, ch69sample, ch70sample, ch70-71

Suicide Notes Laid on the Table ch35.2-50

The 6th Loop: I'm Finally Free of Auto Mode in this Otome Game ch3.3-10

The Girl I Like Forgot Her Glasses ch81-99

Unnamed Memory ch37.1

With the Light v1

Webtoons:

Closer Heartbeat ch0-1

Fall in the Night with You ch74-101

Ice Lamp: The Chronicles of Kira ch49-51

Taberare Usa ch102-105

The Goddess of Healing ch80-92

The Silent Concubine ch1-32

To be or not be ch95-101

Notes:

A Pale Moon Reverie v1-2: What a gob smack disappointment. I really (really) do like Unnamed Memory, but this thing from the same author is just… doing everything UN does right, not all that right. I'm kind of… just astonished. And makes me a bit wary of the rest of the author, which I had planned to buy and read in JP if it doesn't get licensed.

A Livid Lady's Guide to Getting Even: How I Crushed My Homeland with My Mighty Grimoires (Light Novel) v1: It's interesting how the hook is basically identical to 7th Time Loop, but the route it goes down is already so completely Anti-Fluff as can be. The hook is easily the least interesting thing, as it's a complete dumpster trope by now, but so far MC doesn't feel like a bad person per se, or more like not even really a person, but more like a completely OP mirror. She does not set out to do evil, but if you do her bad, she will reflect it, as she would honor you doing her good. And then the world is full of evil and incompetence, so it just winds up her mirroring all the mud and dirt of it. Which creates all the more of it in the process.

That's very much an Anti-Fluff spiral and kinda somewhat uncomfortable…. Tho, she remains a badass female MC with some brains and guts at least.

I think another issue probably is. This whole revenge objective. It's not even really feeling like it's genuinely her own. It came from her servant, who had a moment of being passionately full of hate. And she was like "oh you're right" and just adapted it. So she really just feels like a mirror, absorbing and reflecting what crosses her path. And she's unlucky that apparently she's not granted the blessing of meeting anything fluff on her way.

I suppose another bit that makes her very different to Rishe from 7th Time Loop is that Rishe got her OP cheat skills over time though effort and maturity, and she got it all through teachers who were nice enough to take her in. In this one's case, she is simply a prodigy, and it all came from herself. She knows modesty by advantage/disadvantage calculation, etiquette not really having any real innate greed and pride, but there is also a sense of natural condescension that comes out of it towards anyone else, even if she can honor people doing things for her.

German first impressions:

Uffz. Das Inciting Incident ist praktisch 1:1 identisch zu 7th Time Loop, aber die Route, die das hier einschlägt ist so Anti-Fluff wie es nur irgendwie sein kann. :NotLikeThis:

Es ist dabei nicht nur "nicht fluff" sondern geradewegs anti-fluff.

Die MC, mal abgesehen, dass sie viel zu OP ist, sie wirkt ein bisschen wie nicht wirklich wie ein Mensch, sondern eher eine Art gut geölte Maschine + ein Spiegel. Sie reflektiert quasi alles, was ihr widerfährt irgendwie in gleicher Art, und offenkundig hat sie nie was Fluff oder wirklich emotional Gutes erfahren, jenseits von Loyalität, die sie erfährt, weil sie es sich irgendwie erarbeitet hat. Und sie reflektiert das irgendwie und dabei verstärkt sie es noch mehr, was am Ende zu einer Spirale von evil begets evil führt. Und dann ist sie dabei auch noch vollkommen methodisch, effizient, ohne jedes Mitleid oder Verständnis für irgendwelche Motivationen, die dazu geführt haben, dass ihr widerfuhr was ihr widerfuhr (obwohl sie es z.T. auch genau weiß) und das wäre noch eine Sache, aber ihre ganze Rache fühlt sich nicht mal richtig emotional an (so wie bei Brundhild oder so), sondern geradezu Secondhand übernommen, nachdem die Dienerin einen emotionalen Rant voller Hass ob der Ungerechtigkeit (und auch Mitgefühl) abgelassen hat. Buchstäblich quasi "oh you're right" und dann zieht sie, ohne mit der Wimpern zu zucken ihre Konsequenz daraus und alle, die ihr im Weg stehen, kümmert sie nicht, egal was.

KA, irgendwie wirkt sie wie ein leeres Gefäß voller Skills, Wissen, Etikette und Macht. Sie hatte ihren Job, den hat sie wunderbar gemacht, wurde dafür aber nie honoriert und dann wurde der infrage gestellt und sie hat die Rache zu ihrem neuen Job gemacht und das ist irgendwie alles, was sie ausmacht und sie scheint auch nicht das geringste Interesse zu haben daran, großartig was zu ändern.

Am Ende vom Band ist sie geradezu teuflisch, aber irgendwie auch, das Teuflische wurde erst erweckt durch Missetaten und irgendwie ist das so eine Dynamik, die nur das Schlechte vom und im Menschen weiter propagiert.

Fushi no Kami v1: The Maika side of things are still extraordinary uninteresting. Unfortunately, you can't exactly skip them. Probably.

Marriage, Divorce, and Beyond: The White Mage and Black Knight's Romance Reignited v1p1, v2p1-6: Maybe skipping the rest of v1 because streaming has expired was not the most bright thing there, but it somehow worked out still decently fine??

Mushoku Tensei v1 finished: Aaand somehow there's now yet another pervy guy.

Side character: "He reminds me a lot of you [….] like stealing underwear or watching me while changing […] Maybe all heroes are just sex-addicted?"

This series is really…..

How to have some good moments and then just throw of pervy curveball to ruin it, and then it gets better again and yet another curveball….

It's kind of interesting how at first I thought it structurally was very much Hell Mode, but now I was thinking structurally it's a lot like Fushi no Kami, but obviously both are younger so much rather they got inspired the other way round.

Fushi no Kami's switches of PoV are definitely more obnoxious, tho. Cheese striken Maika is for the trash bin, but here there's a strange comicalness to it in MT.

The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement ch1: From the same author of How to Survive as a Villain. I had read the beginning of the webtoon, but wasn't exactly wowed, but the novel is coming around with poetry, idioms and literature and everything, and I'm already liking it a hundred-fold more just because of this and how it's used to depict the MC's inner turmoil.

An Archdemon's Dilemma: How to Love Your Elf Bride v1-10, ch52-54, ch60-63: Sooo, this was also in the JNC May Catchup list.

Me, before reading: Nothing but a doubtful stare.

But I was being told it it would have fluff, and that came from the same one who made me read Otonari, so....

Me, upon noticing I've been binging this rather fast:

Me upon finding out, I'm liking this, despite, let's say a bit of a wacky beginning: (It screams cheese! It screams it!!)

If A Pale Moon Reverie was a complete flop, reading this directly afterwards immediately amortized the JNC subscription all on its already. And then it was pwoerful enough that sorta everything else tasted staler and worse than it actually was so I needed several days of a reading break to avoid souring me on the other stuff.

The series' primary draw definitely are the masses of good faces (especially Chastille is Lady Good Faces), but even behind that it has a really strong going Found Family aspect to it and while the romance bit is there from the beginning and a central part to it all, it considerably overlaps with found family in its most foundational aspects, which makes it that much less just your ordinary cheese. (And they are kinda doing things backwards, that's also a nice pattern I vastly prefer, but is seen all too rarely.) I also like it how the series has the girl coming from the slave trope, but quickly ties over all the apparent submission into a deeper going characterization and turns it all on its head. She is definitely not your a naive innocent something, not an obedient, subservient damsel in distress, if she exhibits it, it's out of self-loathing and self-punishment and there is a component of active choice and agency to it. And that conversation between her and Chastille about how she refuses to stand at the frontline (despite actually being more than qualified to be there), because she has decided upon which role she considers to be most needed by her and therefore leaves the frontline part to Chastille was such a great way to avoid the trap of both Damsel in Distress or OP Mary Sue. How she's fairly wary of her powers also implies an additional reason why she chooses to continue wearing the mana-sealing neck-chocker (and thus not engage with sorcery on top of her mysticism) aside it from being basically their the engagement ring-replacement. (Altho, her wearing it while confronting an unknown demon alone that turned out to be an archdemon may have been a bit silly.) Chastille's holding it somewhat together while on clock vs. a bit of a hopeless idiot when clocked out is also a streak I find, uhm, hitting a bit too home. She is a great dork in any case. The only thing that did me more in were the good question mark faces. Like, they are glorious. And despite all the dorks, fluff and compf, the thing also has an actual plot to follow, that is both having acute stakes (due to danger baring it fangs already), but also not (because no one knows about any sort of concrete time limit beyond it's coming). And there is a whole mystery component surrounding not only that, but characters themselves as well. The romance aspect comes off as downright simple in comparison, and that also makes for a decent balancing off the scales that gives even the more regular simpleton romance elements more flavor.

But in any case:

Question mark faces ftw!

And Chastille

is just adorkable.

Also this is such a mood, aside from the question marks:

An Archdemon's (Friend's) Dilemma: How to Babysit a Crybaby Knight ch1-5: This guy's dense, an airhead and a tsundere. Also, he's already very much done for. The spin-off is also having a fine amount of good faces, but beyond that I still find it a bit lacking. In part because the side characters aren't as engaging and the two MCs don't exactly have as much freedom for development due to constraints in the main plot (where still nothing much as happened). And kinda, it lacks a proper plot of its own to draw you in.

But it also has Lady Good Faces. And maybe it needs not be more. (It just makes me not so sure about its re-read value.)

"Erm, I'm... not here to listen to your lovey-dovey talk, am I?"

Domestic na Kanojo v9-11: I still do not know what I am reading, beyond that it is definitely a series about a bunch of idiots.

Reactions per volume as they were being read:

Volume 9: Somebody please isekai them to a place where bigamy is legal already…

While at Volume 10: This author really seems to have a thing for lingerie… The ecchi situations are a bit much atm, I'm stuck with this book for 3 days already :NotLikeThis:

As in the sense of them being extraordinarily dumb and feeling artificial. Like if Rui goes to undress herself while telling the guy to not look and then withdraws without him ever knowing that's kinda fine, it's clearly for the reader, but it's still making sense in character.

But like the whole thing around Rui's father's new daughter-in-law with the tripping and everything is just =_=

(Also the hell you go to shower yourself without preparing towels and change of cloth, or if you were dumb enough to forget, then just tell them to leave the room and get it yourself, instead of screaming kyaaa and hitting the other for being a pervert, draahhhh)

Across v11: [An assortment of screaming idiot at just about any of them one after another]

Endo and Kobayashi Live! The Latest on Tsundere Villainess Lieselotte (Manga) ch1, ch6, ch10, ch14, ch18, v5ch23-26: Good Faces and lots of tsundere tsun tsun, and I'll probably complete reading this (will it drop in a catchup maybe?), but I worry about its re-read value or general amount of being memorable. Considering how I could jump all those gaps and not feel too much like I missed out on a lot of plot, so there is that…

I still laughed at this.

Everyday Escape v1-4: It has nice covers. The art is decent and pretty at places. Its content for me, however, is kinda for the garbage trash bin. (Right, you can't get the feels of winter in summer, so turn the air conditioning on to freeze, and then turn on a heater, because it's too cold? Excuse me?) Also, I feel like I picked it up thinking it was GL, but if anything it's just GL-bait.

Fragtime v1-2: I didn't know anything about it beyond the Anime movie key illustration used as the Blu-ray cover, so kinda read into this blindly. From the manga covers I did not expect anything too great, but it was to a surprising level kinda garbage yet again. (What up witht eh GL grabs this month being bad ones?) Peeking panties in any case was not something I expected…

Girl Crush ch85-87: Tenka is great, but now there are even more clear signs of a budding potential romance and between her and that guy, that may get to be a male lead or not, there's now a very interesting dynamic: She's kinda tsundere to him and only him and part of it is she can't help it because his character's obnoxiousness just provokes it and in part because he's a total tsundere himself hiding behind arrogance (which has substance to it, as he is capable however) and she just does him the favor to be just like that in turn. He clearly enjoys it. And to her, it in a way widens her horizon as well as being silly like that just puts away the tension she tends to build up herself. This is a pretty interesting dynamic.

Is Love the Answer? ch1: Read the German sample as it came out, which is ch1. It's still good and authentic, but also just makes my face muscles go rather grumpy.

Isekai de Ane ni Namae wo Ubawaremashita ch18.2-4: These two totally are going openly dorks from now on, now that the cat is out of the sack.

Loop 7-kaime no Akuyaku Reijou wa, Moto Tekikoku de Jiyuu Kimama na Hanayome Seikatsu wo Mankitsusuru ch32: Pouts. Pouty Pouts!!

My Unexpected Marriage ch10.3-14: This… could have been so much more interesting. It had all the good ingredients, but in the end it just served up a decent, but nevertheless rather standard narrative dish, tho I am not particularly surprised, as it seemed more simple from the get-go. The court intrigue was still decently wrapped up, although it does feel a little bit anticlimactic. (And to have a fortune-teller have actual supernatural abilities was rather unneeded, especially as he was kinda painted and implied as a gross pedophile at first.) The entire supernatural bit at the end was kinda weird, but oh well.

To have a tsundere mother-in-law was definitely a kinda very interesting dynamic and the thing I'll probably remember from it most.

Nagiko no Hanashi (re-read): It's still just great, but this time I realized, having read Archdemon right before it: It also has the sort of good cute question mark faces! Apparently that latent preference has been there since forever, I just didn't notice??

Sonna Kazoku nara Sutechaeba? ch68sample, ch69sample, ch70sample, ch70-71: Ok, me messing up the time limited free reading deadlines yeet again and the gaps are not going it any good, but it's rather interesting where this has gone. The initial hook and premise is solved, for the time being at least, but the arc that is now ongoing is kinda dark in its own different way. I unfortunately missed the chapters where the new teacher characters explained themselves, but it really now has a plot surrounding someone nonbinary who has a few issues about that, while there's also somebody else with some entirely different issues herself, will be interesting where this is going.

Suicide Notes Laid on the Table ch35.2-50: finished. The ending twist reminds me a bit of Be My Slave in its mood, it has a sense of something quietly sinister but at the same time still being really human in its own way on the character, who turns out to be quite different from what was painted and then overturned twice.

The lesson it comes out with is still a nice thing, while also not and somehow it leaves me with a similar feeling Piece ~Kanojo no Kioku~ left me as well: That inconspicuous character has kinda ruined somebody else's life with their lack of care and manipulations, but also it was the ruined persons own choice as well to a good extent, and to a considerable number of people the learnings coming from the incident probably may stick and improve their life, although, you definitely can't do anything about human nature in itself either. And that's also interesting to just observe.

With the Light v1: The English omnibus vols are definitely bricks. I had read v1 in JP before, and it has been on the back of my mind from time to time, but I can see that this series will take a while to read. While it's informative and interesting in a learning something you maybe didn't know already way, it's also kinda just so very unpleasant to read, too. So far, at least.

How to Survive as a Villain Novel ch137-235: How to just shy away of reading the last chapter, because you don't want it to end, but then also you've long since read it anyway, because while reading you read out of order. So technically I had finished it already at ch223. In any case, everything I blurbed about it last month still holds. Xiao YuAn really is about as aroace as you can be at the beginning and even after he notices how important Yan HeQing is to him, he's just approaching the things is more directed by his rather misguided ideas of being that tyrannical president (that he never wanted to be, that is against his nature, but he still is proficient enough to be… until Yan HeQin who naturally is the real thing takes over). Like, aside from suggesting they could just have sex for him to "find out", he's also talking about it like "And then we do the things we should be doing". Should be doing? And there is this bit in the fan translation that has him consider him "attractive", but the Chinese word is more like dazzling. And it still just feels all too aesthetic whenever he looks at him and has his eyes stolen, because he's just, well, so dazzling. And then he also seems to jump at doing things spicy for reasons like, he knows Yan HeQing is weak to his seductions, so it seemed like a go to way for him for distracting from the thing at hand or a means of reconciliation, or later it sounds more like it's just become a habitual activity, and he feels "nostalgic" about it, and then maybe because he doesn't have this hunger and appetite he goes and does all the strange ideas he has about it and a playful way. It just comes off very different to Yan HeQing who really is very horny, knows it and therefore keeps trying to restrain himself. What, in the end, I find most interesting: it works out regardless. So at the end of the day: Same difference. And the series makes a good case just how much it complements each other's flaws or gives them what they need most in their life, even if some other aspects they may have liked as well may fall short of it. The novel also has none of the things I felt like were lacking when I finished the webtoon. I still find myself wanting more of it, the characters and the world, even as the main plot is over. And if the extra bonus stories prove, the characters alone are engaging even without an overarching big main story plot hanging around.

Also in terms of Isekai: I find is very pleasant that the narrative never flaunts Xiao YuAn's modern life knowledge as cheat skills. Something that gets frequently used to drive the plots forward in the genre otherwise. The extras do shortly reveal that he makes use of them, like suggesting the imperial exam system ancient has had, but other than that, the only modern knowledge ever gets to be shown is his first aid for saving Xiao Fengyue. Usually it's just his songs and weird words nobody understands that make him a oddball for the rest, but as for the narrative, trying to blend in bits of modern civilization does not drive it whatsoever, but character relationships and politics.

Speaking of him singing, the amount of poetry and idioms or also contemporal slang and tropes just needs another mention. I really do like how every single emotionally tangent thing is expressed in classic literature quotes. You have trouble to express things in your own words? Maybe just let the masters of old do it for you. It's not a new thing, is it? (And they still talk and act on their own, too.) Xiao YuAn's self realization and the nature of his love and how it was just there, there never was a start proper, but simply has sunk into his bones to notice some when just seems even more plausible with there not being any sort of Love at First sight for him, or any of the overtly deep infatuation and cravings that otherwise usually get sung and talked about over and over.

I am also quite interested how this will be translated officially:

Also, I finally found all the footnotes together, well, bar one, which I know on my own I think. (The Internet Archive ftw. Why didn't I think about this from the beginning?)

Anyway, Rosmei's official Singapore English one is coming next month or so, will be fun to have another re-read.

To be or not be/How to Survive as a Villain Webtoon ch95-101: Uh, well, this is a case of you read something liked it quite well enough, then read another version, and then it just falls from your graces a bit… And one of the scenes I found hilarious (the bit about Zhang Changson caughing because he knows they were doing the spicy stuff last night), suddenly makes no sense whatsoever. Yan HeQing wouldn't have done that and then even go to overtly humiliate him by spanking his butt, or like running away from him, leaving him alone all night while knowing he can't sleep without the breathing sounds. And them having done it already before he came back in his new body being all like he wants to sleep with him, also comes off considerably more different. (Like one is, he just comes off as irresponsibly unreasonably horny. While the other is he'd otherwise he'd regret it, especially if he considers it something that he should be doing. And then he's using the entire speech to mentally torment the guards and just generally he as a habit of elevating his anxiety of talking distracting nonsense.) Or like he realized his feelings, because he couldn't imagine Yan HeQing being with a woman? Oh come on, after all the shipping attempts and thinking it to be the natural state of things for him to have his harem? Mere jealousy as a realization trigger makes no sense at all here and more than that it really comes off as trite compared to how he realized it only in the cave in a life and death situation and the prospect of maybe loosing him for good and really really not wanting it.

It's still good when it's good tho, some other bits were just cut in a too bad way and I reaaaaalllly would have preferred the other extras over the AU arc, but oh well. The first third is still good and on the whole also what got me to the novel and that one has opened some gates to getting interested in Chinese stuff generally, something that has lingered in the back of my mind behind a bit of a blockade, so just that alone is a pretty enormous thing.

The Goddess of Healing ch80-92: The two MCs are just such nice fluffy dorks.

The Silent Concubine ch1-32: I saw this on the Monogatari Novels webpage (the publisher that licensed up How to Survive a Villain's webtoon for English release, but still has yet to release anything in English.) Then I noticed it's also up on Comikey, to trying it out it be. Uuuuh. So the premise is kinda the same as The Male Bride (aka Lala no Kekkon), but unlike The Male Bride which has ostensibly the MC make his own choices only to then get drugged, sexually assaulted, kinda confined only to then reveal his agency was fake, because he was being all kinda manipulated in it, while the other guy ostensibly is also a good guy at heart, just the other one is way to seductive to him so he's frequently out of his mind (i.e. your usual questionable BL tropes), this one……….. has all that, but it doesn't even try to put things in a better light. Things are happening to MC Shen Yu, because he's mute and thus disabled, because he's poor and at the mercy of those in power. He never had a real choice in the matter. And so his being all subservient is a literal matter of survival rather than just the trope. Even his winding up going all happy and romanticizing both the guy and his circumstances seems more like Stockholm Syndrome proper and desperately trying to find the silver lining in the hell he's stuck in, and it's delusive, and the plot never even tries to paint it differently.

And the other guy is a cruel, controlling, violent man and he stays it. He just finds out, that if he stays as cruel, his gonna break his latest concubine whom he finds himself drawn to, so he goes and does a few uncharacteristic nice things to keep him safe or humor him, but quickly enough the narrative makes it very clear: He did that with expectations. Nothing about it changes his fundamental nature. Of him looking down on everyone else, of him thinking that MC being subservient is what is to be expected. Ultimately, the romanticized dream pops as exactly that, just a dream. And Shen Yu actually goes to set out finding real agency using everything he can use, despite his handicaps. Which makes things interesting, because the plot is a power struggle between the Male Lead and the emperor, but at the same time it's also a power struggle between him and MC Shen Yu and also an internal conflict inside the latter, because of lingering attachment to the man that doesn't exactly do him good, but still gave him a few things he needed and wanted most in his life for the first time (and still isn't really getting from anyone). At the beginning I thought this was going to go terrible things happen, but the oh so holy grail of love is gonna reform the heinously cruel Male Lead and then everything's good afterward despite all the terror inflicted in the beginning. It put that one on its head, at least so far. It's quite an interesting read, but it's also rather very toxic in all the ways that be.

But then it also wrecks pouts like these:

Which looks almost like an entirely different series. Well, I suppose it's a scene from the middle of the delusive dream era.

Artwise it's solid, but it does seem to take 'shortcuts' by using real life images thrown through some filter and sometimes not even that, which at times feels a bit weird, because those and the drawings themselves don't always blend too well.

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papirouge · 1 year ago

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That American Christian mindset that racistbabydoll has is honestly why I used to be a staunch atheist at one point. That whole "rules for thee but not for me" ideology is so prominent in a lot of churches here and is a huge part of American culture in general and it needs to stop. No, God's not gonna make a special exception for your sins just because you have an ego the size of the sun -_-

She constantly bringing up "her demons" to explain her toxic behavior, while dunking on other women for doing less than she did is hysterical 😭

She lying about literally everything is very concerning too. Last time I checked she said she actually didn't know her porn addict ex had a girlfriend (who actually was his wife)..........when in her confession post she said she met both at church and bragged about how she managed to snatch him because she was soooooo much better than his wife 🙄

She also believe in 'star angel' or whatever it is makes me believe she's not even Christian tbh. She seems extremely ignorant of basic biblical theology ; she only cares about dating and protecting the children but she for sure will cuss & insult someone's child just because they dare exposing her for being a fraud....

And yeah you're absolutely right for saying hypocrisy is the #1 reason of people turning away from Christianism. That's part of why I don't attend church, and that's bc I don't attend church I can see through all the bs of online churchy Christians. Christians try to cope by pointing fingers outdard (woke culture, anti Christian agenda, etc.) but if the Church had solid foundations, no attack against us would prevail. Chrsitianism exponentially expanded while facing a much bigger oppression as we do today. For the most part modern Christian are just insufferable crybabies. They are cowards, and would rather sin (violent retaliation) than face oppression , torture or death for God, like our elders did.

Oppression isn't an excuse - our lacklustre Faith is the reason of our collective shortcomings.

That's because the Church is weak and fails to pick worthy fights (remember when evangelicals were hellbent attending church during lockdown and that plenty of them stupidly died of c0vid ?) that lambs are going astray.

Even the Christian idiots I see on the regular on this hellsite makes me embarrassed to claim the same religion as them...

#answered #Christian

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4/11/23

Your Assassination Attempts Are FAILING...HORRIBLY.

This one is for the in the closet Crybaby D*ck and his bitter HIV Postive pregnant wife, who thinks I don’t know about every little spell, they pay someone to cast and send my way, just because it didn’t make it on a blog post. Blog post are not making it because I am making tea and stirring it.

(THE HEART ATTACK SPELL FAILED CAN YOU FEEL IT?)

https://youtu.be/j3tVrEsHCKs - Heart Attack Spell Failed

https://youtu.be/HUxef4OMSn4 - Plot to Spread STDS and more hate. Failed.

https://youtu.be/zm5ABNEOaJE - I know all my Energy Hoes miss me! - Jcole (when she plugged her nose at the end...I knew God was throwing shade at the basic betch). Elias you are developing clairalience, a heightened sense of smell. https://www.alittlesparkofjoy.com/clairalience/

https://youtu.be/3r7RvPjWgw8 - Round of Applause for Elias Making it Out Alive

God Playing Matchmaker

By the way, this particular reader was used continuously per The God of Spirits because she went through a similar situation with a man who chose another woman. This man is going to come across this blog and know that he should have chosen this woman instead of the other woman. God wants this man to come to him and ask him how to approach this woman because they will cross paths again and this is his soulmate. (awwww...i was wondering why I was using her back-to-back) and don’t be trying to take her man basic betch its a no.

https://youtu.be/qxXDZ5fCovU - Get it Right by Tone Stith

The Backfire (Karma)

God told me to tell Crybaby d*ck, that you and your wife are the cause of the fetal heart attack your unborn child will have in May (Taurus Baby). Unfortunately, you are approximately 30 weeks pregnant and live in a state where you no longer qualify for an abortion. You will carry this baby to term, and it will also be a stillborn.

Whatever you send to Gods’ children will backfire and effect your own. I am going to break this down for all the slow bloodlines out there... STOP. CASTING. SPELLS.

You should have spent that money on your hospital stay or water.

(and no before you ask... the baby is not going to Heaven because it belongs to you)

Pay Attention To Your Abortion Laws People:

https://reproductiverights.org/maps/worlds-abortion-laws/

For Elias’ Adoptive Mother: Did You Not Think I Would Save Your School Principal with no Principles a$$ a spot on this blog? (when honor thy mother and father no longer applies)...

Elias told me once in conversation not to talk about his mother (a son being protective and defending his mother which is normal). Out of respect for Elias this is why I haven’t said anything about you until now. But you deserve this.

Concoct one more evil plan, you bitter, egotistical, racketeering, money laundering, jealous he is not about to give you a dime or anymore of his time hoe and I will concoct one too. Ask my family, I could give a f*ck about you being old, if you disrespect me or someone I love; you could be elderly limping on a cane with cancer and I would kick that cane right from underneath an old hag and keep on walking. I am the new Mother now betch, and you won’t see not half a coin before you die. What you need to do is focus on your real son (crybaby d*ck) and start planning his funeral; side by side graves...? I don’t know, you figure that out, since you like planning so much betch, plan that. All I know is Elias and I will not be donating to your cause dead or alive. So, I suggest you play bingo with somebody else.

How does it feel to know nothing good came from your own flesh and blood (bloodline). You murdered Elias’ real Father, which is why you get emotionally triggered every time Elias would ask you about him. Aww poor Hoodoo Witchdoctor Godmother (Root magic). Elias’ real Father chose to be with Elias’ real mother over you; you got jealous, cast a love spell on his Father, poisoned his real mother and since they had a child (Elias), you upgraded from Godmother to Stepmother. However, Elias’ Father woke up from that love spell and still didn’t want you and wouldn’t allow you to legally adopt Elias. So, you killed Elias’ Father and took what he had. Placed Elias in the system (adoption) and then went back to adopt him, so that you could be tied to the inheritance and energy attached to him too.

It was your plan to bring that basic betch back into Elias’ life, the same toxic betch you knew hurt him in the past; the same one you had to help Elias get a restraining order against. The first love spell cast on Elias as a teen was the basic masonic hoes idea; how dare a masonic betch come for your son right?

But then Elias met a new woman and you found out this woman was his future wife and he was going to leave your leech a$$ behind and take his inheritance with him. You found out this woman who was his future wife could be a bigger threat to you than the basic masonic betch from the past. You were right, you psychotic narcissistic demon lmao. So, you teamed up with Elias’ ex girlfriend and her masonic family, who also wanted a piece of that inheritance. Do they know you were still planning to take them out, after you got Elias to put your name on the will? Do they know now? Jesus Christ. smh.

It was your plan to make Elias believe those children were his and not your real son crybaby d*ck.

Anyway...its no longer a secret that you are the mastermind of all of this betch.

You know what else I know?... you wanted Elias just like you wanted his Real Father. Did you touch Elias as a child?...I bet you did. Which is why Elias developed a sex addiction in the first place, right? You conditioned him to think sex meant love. You’ve been casting spells over Elias’ all his life which is why it was so hard for him to break free of them. You’re a child molester, whether Elias remembers it or not. I know what you are.

Since you didn’t have the emotional intelligence to tell Elias this truth. I did it for you. I can see why you struggled. I can find a way to tell the world without exposing Elias and I, if you want? Or maybe I will let Elias decide.

Damn, a child molester and a school principal. I wonder what people will think? Stay away from Elias, your pendulum magic isn’t working, mess around and fall right into a sinkhole if you want to betch per Angel Gabriel

I Am So Glad I Got to Meet the Family,

Respectfully,

Your Daughter-in-Law

(Elias do you think they like me?)

https://youtu.be/QJI-DuUsrrY- Elias’ Wife Roasting Elias’ Fake A$$ Wannabe Mom-Wife

https://youtu.be/-Mbr2s5lSLw - Elias You’re Forgiven (When you spin the block one more time to cuss this witch out).

https://youtu.be/6zckQ5kxXkM - Monster - Beth Crowley

Cassandra A. There are 7 letters left in your last name...would you like to play Hangman? Middle Schoolers love that game, right? If I win, what prize do I get? How About a Leave Us the F*ck Alone?

https://youtu.be/DdwVDglxQvU - Tarot on Cassandra Behind the Mask

Cassandra, do you know what I hate. A stalker. Especially, when I catch them stalking me after I’ve told them to stop stalking me. Do you understand what prize you are going to get, if you do not stop stalking me?

By the way you took your linked in profile picture down, but you are still on twitter. I’ve tweeted your pictures to a folder and am currently making copies. Oh and if I get hacked betch, you are getting hacked and I have a feeling the public will believe my evidence over yours? No spell work needed.

Elias, although I am broke and have been homeless...as you can see, I have done this for free... I am not in this for the money. I did, however, need someone to practice on sorry it was your fake a$$ family, but I thought I might as well do a free favor for a friend. Anyone who knows me which I’ve found out is NO ONE!... knows that I have no desire to be famous and cannot be bought like most people can. I like privacy its peaceful. Elias, you have to decide what you want and what you are going to do ...but I am leaving in two weeks, whether you are here or not. I have gotten used to rolling the dice and free falling not caring if I live or die. So, you and God can figure out what you are going to do...I am leaving in 2 weeks.

Bye Cassandra.

https://youtu.be/l3ZfjqyqEA4 - A Narcissist Worst Nightmare Tarot

https://youtu.be/jz2nP0QzknE - Hard to Kill Lyrics

Root Witchdoctors (Hoodooism)

https://www.spiritualityhealth.com/articles/2021/02/Hard 23/the-hoodoo-blues

https://www.ncpedia.org/root-doctors

Does God Hate Gay People? God is Pro-Human.

https://youtu.be/Dkk9gvTmCXY - You Need To Calm Down - Taylor Swift

So, this is a very controversial topic, I have been thinking about how to explain this in the best way possible, so that your perception on how God views homosexual/bi/pronouns etc changes. Just because crybaby d*ck and basic betch are a part of this community, does not mean we hate that community. In fact, The Melchizedek are pro-human. However, if you were to ask us what homosexuality is? We would place it in the mental illness category. Before you throw stones, look at it from a spiritual perspective that can be compared to a hormonal problem within your physical world (Earth).

So, you have estrogen (more for women) and testosterone (more for men) but when both of these hormones are out of balance a woman might start growing hair on their face or have a deeper voice, a man might develop less muscle mass, higher voice etc. Well in the spiritual world, you have people who talk about feminine and masculine spiritual energy. Energy is literally your soul (mind). So, if masculine and feminine energy are out of balance in the spirit...your soul (the mind) is going to think its feminine when your body is clearly showing you that you have masculine body parts and vice versa. So, in that humans mind, they are going to think “I feel like I was born in the wrong body.”

There are many born like this due to the fall of humanity, this does not mean these people do not deserve human rights, like healthcare. This does not mean The Melchizedek or God support self-mutilating surgeries or same sex marriage. However, The Melchizedek understand that on Earth instead of fixing the problem, humanity has normalized it; this is how people have evolved overtime in order to cope with this mental illness because they don’t understand how to fix it (don’t be ashamed; The Melchizedek look at it like any other mental illness or Personality disorder).

For those who have developed gender mental illness later in life, it can kind of be compared to an “identity crisis’ where you are still trying to figure out who you are and so you start testing the waters (switching in and out of masculine and feminine energy, trend following “i’m bi-curious,” “i’m both genders” can also confuse your identity development or slow it down.) Which is why you have some people who have been convinced at a young age to partake in self-mutilating surgeries and later they may wish they had not (their masculine and feminine energies started to balance out whereas others may experience lifetime stagnancy).

This is a very difficult mental illness to correct, especially if a person is born like this but no holy water, nor exorcism etc is going to work and no being gay cannot send you straight to “hell” your character however can.

The cure for a gender mental illness is learning to balance out the chakras, which is something that would need to be practiced within a community that is in agreement. Honestly, this topic is far from what The Melchizedek are focused on and we are not really here to convince people...but this is our knowledge you can take it or ignore it. We don’t care either way. However, the Rainbow...we need that back... its copyrighted.

Heaven Sending signs https://youtu.be/aa7A-E9eIFY - Born This Way - Lady Gaga

Although, God did create humanity, humans evolve overtime on their own whether they have The Melchizedek as leaders or they do not. God created Humans, God does not create mental illness or sickness by way of who humans choose to be led by.

Warning:

Please do not go to anyone claiming they can cure homosexuality with chakra energy bundles. If they knew how to do it...it would have been proven by now and google would be all over that sh*t.

How I Healed My Feminine Energy and Stopped Cussing These Hoes Out!

Men and Women need both feminine and masculine energy like they both need estrogen and testosterone. However, Men need more masculine energy to function properly and Women more feminine energy to function properly. Some Men and Women are born in the wrong gender energy i.e a girl being born with too much masculine energy (think of a birth defect) this can be corrected if the energy is balanced out. This does not mean a girl cannot like what you call “masculine things” like sports such as wrestling, just that they do not know how to revert back to the feminine energy without struggling.

As for people, not born in the wrong gender energy, there was most likely something you experienced right before you decided to shift into a more masculine energy or feminine energy i.e a break up, an abusive relationship, lack of attention (neglect), being a child having to take care of your siblings or provide for the family etc etc etc. There are others who are just followers, confused and still don’t know themselves which is why you have women who claim to be lesbians who end up pregnant and then say just kidding “i’m bi-sexual.”It can be different for everyone. Think about the world you live in as well not everyone has access to do the things they love like in the video below and take the time to figure out who they are. Your systems are not built for that kind of freedom.

For some reason humans like to make excuses and support people and ignore problems even with substantial evidence that something is clearly wrong. If you have a body with female genitalia (evidence) but your mind is telling you that you are a man ???????? Why do we go to school?

But yes, God loves Humans including Gay People. Why? because they are humans too.

https://youtu.be/J5IbRU0sRE4 - healing feminine energy by Jillz Guerin

Fun Fact: Melchizedek used to track their periods using the Moon Cycle (it was called the Lunar Cycle)

https://youtu.be/nr9Fu88GdxE - Nurturing Yourself During Your Cycle -Jill Guerin

***note: you really don’t need a huge house in order to be comfortable or happy. However being able to have some kind of comfortable space is ideal in order to feel good about yourself and relax which everyone should be able to have so don’t view this video and think you need the exact type of lifestyle this person has in order to live an amazing comfortable life. No I am not saying anything is wrong with the way the person in this video is living so don’t be hating on her...***

I am more focused on ...

Where the idea of castles with 100 rooms or more came from? Then, I thought of Eve and how God told her to be fruitful and multiply ...and I was like “Oh wow...that makes sense.” Otherwise, call me jealous if you want to but, why else would anyone need that many rooms beyond bragging & hiring modern day slaves, whilst doing rituals in the downstairs dungeon?

https://www.royal.uk/royal-residences-buckingham-palace#:~:text=Buckingham%20Palace%20has%20775%20rooms,quadrangle)%20and%2024%20metres%20high.

Blood-Poisoning (can occur from disease, food, water, air etc.)

https://youtu.be/QcIy9NiNbmo - Bad Blood by Taylor Swift (Sound Familiar?)

This is what crybaby d*ck wanted for Elias’ Wife right? ...to lure her in using Elias’ Energy, rape, transfer an STD to her and get her pregnant for revenge in a state where she wouldn’t be able to abort right? Great job doing your research. Although, you might have been able to get her pregnant, Melchizedek blood is immune to human disease, once they start to mutate their body will destroy disease causing pathogens and their body will experience detox like symptoms fever, chills, vomiting, diarrhea, hives, seizures, fainting and symptoms of some diseases but they will not test positive for the disease.

Code For: (Were You a “Transfer” (from Heaven) too? Or Dauntless (Sinner) Born.

Which is why Elias was feeling sick; Elias was healing from the diseases being transferred while his opponents have been testing positive. This is also why Elias did not test positive for COVID. The Melchizedek Woman, even though she was living in homeless shelters, with no soap in the bathroom or mask wearing has not tested positive for COVID. If you are someone who has been vaccinated, boosted several times and have recovered, have an Inconclusive or negative test. Samjaza is suspicious of your bloodline (Family). Elias you still need to get an HIV test before you see me for your peace of mind not mine. I know I am right. lol.

https://youtu.be/FVlkbs32vGo - The COVID Test Result

https://youtu.be/oBEPD_AJUbA - The Test Didn’t Work

https://youtu.be/8Diu6MR_Y8g - Don’t Let Them Know Who You Are (If you are a vivid dreamer, God can use dreams to train you, alert you, speak to you, if you have the same dream over and over again there is a test you need to pass).

https://youtu.be/5ttoICpH0Vc - Be Quiet & Play Dumb

https://youtu.be/0SfwHWzAfFQ - Become an Actor (What Would a Homeless Person Do? God Training the Melchizedek Woman)

https://youtu.be/GKfwLeZDEEU - Pass the Final Test And Prove That You Are From Earth Because They Are Watching All Of You On Your Social Media Accounts and You Better Not Be Surviving In a Supernatural Way!

The Melchizedek Woman wakes up The Melchizedek Man (Elias under a spell) https://youtu.be/7UhFzTWxzBo

(Nothing we have shared with you is news to our enemy (Samjaza), which is why we share...its not a fair game if you don’t know you’re in one. Right..basic betch?

The Mutant Cure (No More God Traits...No More Humans)

https://youtu.be/D7QBdxLPc0c - Part 1 of 3

Let me explain this one more time, not for you, but for the innocent people attached to you. (if you have friends or family, they better call you and have an intervention before they all end up under judgement)

Now that no one is stealing my energy, this means I can heal even with attacks being thrown at me. I. absorb. the. attacks. The most that happens to my body now is ...I get a little sleepy and I take a nap. Before I was feeling the effects because you were all being greedy energy vampires. However, Elias lent me energy through Reiki Healing, so I am not as weak, which is why the attacks you are sending are no longer working. If you saw the post where I stated “it won’t stop my death” I am talking about a death-like coma (i.e the phoenix spirit resurrects) and no you won’t be able to steal my energy anymore, because we know who you are (I was blind, but now I see). Now go through those energy withdrawals, like a champ and take your low (loss).

We Are Ahead of Schedule (Samjaza cannot predict prophecy) his/her plan is always to find The Melchizedek before they awaken to who they are and then take their energy...Samjaza did not expect God to send two of his smartest players (they are smarter than the previous Melchizedek that came before them and advance faster in their gifts).

Samjazas’Plan Examples:

Part 2 of 3 https://youtu.be/yiizHdqhEag - Samjaza finds Jean Grey (The Melchizedek) who is manifesting but doesn’t understand who she is.

Part 3 of 3 https://youtu.be/oo52523RR3A - Samjaza convincing a Melchizedek they can take away the burden of their calling by convincing them to give up their energy or use them for evil. (fast forward to 1:09 for an example of someone stealing energy).

https://youtu.be/cx7lbPE7Hpk - Please Don’t Go by Joel Adams (For Elias)

The Result of Samjaza Getting a Melchizedek Woman Pregnant...an Abortion by any means necessary...Ask Eve. (Melchizedek Woman: I Don’t Know What Kind Of Money These Earth Hoes Are Receiving for Popping Out Abominations...But You Could Not Pay Me To Birth That)!

https://youtu.be/kuV-i3yK9gI - Jean Grey Dies

https://youtu.be/53-jDbNCfqg- Laena’s Death House of Dragon

https://youtu.be/cl5caGn4_po - Eve Under a love spell pregnant by Samjaza secretly plotting to abort his mission because the love spell is wearing off

https://youtu.be/n2lTpPptOWA - The Love Spell Samjaza put on Eve wearing off and Eve finding out Samjaza is not Adam

https://youtu.be/8nBFqZppIF0 - You should be sad - Halsey

As for the Earthside Magicians...Samjaza will use all of you and pimp you out for his/her own selfish gain...

https://youtu.be/HUHC9tYz8ik - Billie Eillish Bury a Melchizedek The Only One That Can Help You

You better learn to mind your own business and research who these bitter delusional people are paying you to send these attacks to before you send them. You don’t want to get caught up in a war and be surprised when your own bloodline starts dropping like flies out of nowhere.

MIND YOUR BUSINESS & STOP DOING MALICIOUS SPELLWORK. IF YOU DO NOT WANT ANYTHING TO RANDOMLY HAPPEN TO SOMEONE YOU LOVE...STOP RANDOMLY SENDING IT TO OTHER PEOPLE. WE KNOW.. WE KNOW..IT WORKED BEFORE AND YOU WERE AN EARTH MAGICIAN GANGSTER AND HAVE A TALLY BOARD. HOWEVER, TIMES ARE CHANGING. STOP. CASTING. SPELLS. YOU ARE OUT RANKED. THIS IS WHY...YOUR SPELLS ARE NOT WORKING. CEASE FIRE.

This is Your Final Warning. I am not going to keep posting the same old tarot messages predictions for you they have served their educational purposes...I am saving space on my blog to reveal all the things that you have done like crime.

smh (its almost like that unborn child has more brains than both of you combined at this point...I just can’t.)

Silas on Standby: The Banshee Spirit (Angel of Death) the other half of this spirit is Azrael (Angel of Care).

https://youtu.be/WkoutXztQ_c - Releasing the Banshee (Final Warning)

What happened was Azrael comes down from Heaven to keep a Melchizedek’s soul from leaving their body, if badly wounded. Silas, Azrael’s other half (her husband) collects souls; Silas was triggered by the soul of a spirit he recognized trying to Passover too soon “The Melchizedek Woman” who is like a little sister. So, while Azrael is busy keeping the soul intact, Silas has to come down and take out whatever is killing the soul. Silas is a warring spirit who outranks Arch Angel Michael and Samjaza (Satan). (Wish the Melchizedek’s a Happy Marriage, Honeymoon and Life and Move on or Silas will help you and yours move on).

Commercial Break:

True Story:

When you find out the house you woke up in, is a house with a prostitution gang who have all kinds of illegal guns on the table but you are in their kitchen making coffee minding your own business...and one of the jealous drug addict prostitutes gets suspicious and starts threatening to beat your a$$ as she accuse you of being an undercover cop for being too pretty of a homeless person. (But your fear tolerance is unusually high)

The Melchizedek Woman: ***Sips coffee*** “Whoa...chill out, you can stay head prostitute I am not trying to take your spot hoe.

***stands there awkwardly trying to figure out, if this betch is flirting with me as she tries to convince this gang I am a cop ..,smh.***

https://youtu.be/d-54NnZFEK8 - The Trap House

https://youtu.be/uBYy351FsUA - Elias’ Wife Riding the Bus

https://youtu.be/3wmm3LDTHi4 - Hood Princess lmao.

4/25/23

You Know God Has a Sense of Humor When He Uses the Sitcom Friends to Mock Elias and his Wife.

https://youtu.be/YXOUOOtfTBs - The I Hate Elias’ Wife Club!

https://youtu.be/LHmMTZR30E4 - Elias’ Wife Finds Out Shes in a Love Triangle

https://youtu.be/XBjNcLnj4AY - How Elias’ Wife Reacted When She Accidently Left Him a Happy Birthday Voicemail Before They Lost Contact...Unsend it God!

https://youtu.be/EbFjP0Ajti8 - Elias Wife Being Cared for by Random Men While Carrying His Eggs (Real Babies Around) as he stalks her through false tarot readings. Gabriel said this would make Elias mad but it’s true. lmao.

https://youtu.be/L81XWiDgmTk - Elias Marrying the Basic Betch Under a Black Magic Spell...his poor subconscious calling out for his real wife...getting beat up by the basic betch whenever he fux up and calls out for help from his real wife...lmao.

https://youtu.be/Bnju9eUUuxo - When you keep asking God if you should wait on Elias or prepare to act like a damsel in distress at the tram station... does he need more time, Lord?

https://youtu.be/AtEAowkhd1M - The Basic Betch still delusional after Elias Marrys his real wife

Meet the Basic Betches God Santa Muerte

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Muerte

Today I got a new roommate and I pretended to know nothing about the spiritual world or the occult. This prompted this roommate to educate my dumb naive a$$ about how she was once a dark witch ...who served a spirit deity called Santa Muerte...apparently if you promise this spirit something you better be able to pay up with whatever you promised the betch or you will start seeing her skeleton-like-figure in your household haunting you. When I asked the roommate how she was able to go from a dark witch to a light witch after serving this spirit...she said she has never met anyone who has been able to end a contract with this spirit and lived to tell it. She told me she was still attached (enslaved) to this spirit and showed me her tattoos of Santa Muerte that she got in order to please this spirit. She has also practiced love spells on several men and mixed her menstrual blood in honey inside jars and dipped the pictures of her victims in it (never put it in their food though...if you want to give her props). Did you know Santa Muerte is a spirit with an actual name known by The God of Spirits?...If Elias calls this spirit by its actual name, he will be able to help you (basic betch) and your power of three witchy fake flimsy rooting for your downfall a$$ friends get out of that contract). I was wondering why over the past few days I have been hearing someone summoning a “Death Angel” or “Goddess of Darkness” at first, I thought you people were insulting me but now I understand it was all a misunderstanding. Maybe you should chant harder and let Santa Muerte know that your sacrifice is staying in the same room as one of your soul sisters under a similar contract just like yours. Let’s make a bet, if I am murdered in my sleep your God is more powerful than The God of Spirits and Santa Muerte wins as the most powerful God...Get to chanting, ok? Oh, this roommate is also pregnant and her boyfriend just went to jail which is why she ended up in a shelter ...crybaby d*ck are you behind bars yet?

The Originals - https://youtu.be/79PGD-QMPJ4

Jesus Sends Demons into Pigs

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%208%3A28-34%2CMark%205%3A1-17&version=NASB

...just in case any of you stalkers were wondering what I did over the Eclipsed Moon. Yawn. Don’t Panic. I’m still breathing. I know you masonic hoes are happy for me.

BAIT WATCH...

(2 weeks ago... The Melchizedek Woman was trying to decide between spending the only money she had on an outfit for her date with Elias or renew the domain for the Phoenix Mosheh website... God told her to buy her date outfit. In her mind, this was a bad investment because “what if our enemies try to steal it (Boohoo tears) God: let them take the bait and don’t say anything).

The Plot to Take God’s LLC...Unfortunately, you have taken the bait. Phoenix Mosheh is not our LLC otherwise we would have copyrighted this legally before putting it out to the public. It is however being used to bait our enemies (thieves).

Why do you think Phoenix Mosheh has not made any money yet? ...because it is not time. We are very, very, strategic. So, if something seems too easy to steal, I would think twice about why it’s just sitting out there for anyone to steal. (However, you should not be stealing anyway).

The Phoenix Mosheh book currently out there, isn’t even the real book. Only the Melchizedek will sell this book under their real LLC and under their real copyright. The fake book had to be made visible to the public which is why the book distribution companies including amazon were being used. So, if it’s not copyrighted by the Melchizedek, there is a reason dumba$$. For any future wannabe thieves, think twice before you try to steal and pirate The Melchizedeks’ intellectual property. If you are stealing from The Melchizedek, you are stealing from God. Be bold and steal from God if you want to.

Once again...The Melchizedek are currently adolescents (children) which means they need people to practice on. You don’t want to be practiced on...unless you have a fetish for your life falling apart.

https://youtu.be/599nHA_Cclc - Steal it Idiots. (tarot from 2 weeks ago)

As of 4/18/2023

Phoenix Mosheh is gradually transitioning over into its real business name created by both Elias and his wife in celebration of them becoming one.

(Elias never liked my business logos...What? Phoenix Mosheh wasn’t a good enough name for you Elias!)

Did you know if you buy from someone with a legal business name under the Phoenix Mosheh brand you can sue them for Fraud?

Phoenix Mosheh is gradually transitioning over into its real business name which will be revealed in time. You may have noticed Phoenix Mosheh does not ask for money on any of its social media pages, besides the GoFund me page (a set up), which will be taken down. If our enemies would like to use the name Phoenix Mosheh or any of the intellectual property that we have already copyrighted, under our real business name...this is committing fraud and The Melchizedek will sue you privately. Why? because we already told you brain damaged bloodlines...you are not getting any f*cking money. So go ahead and pretend to be Phoenix Mosheh, if you want to. If you accidently buy a Phoenix Mosheh book because you somehow missed this message, you will know because the books will have key identifiers such as errors, unfinished book cover prints, and different storylines, books will also be under a publisher ISBN owned by the book publisher i.e lulu.com instead of listing The Melchizedek new business name as the actual publisher. If you don’t know what that means...every book out there right now is under lulu.com as the publisher. Once the new Phoenix Mosheh business name is released this name will be listed as publisher instead of lulu.com. (lulu publishing has been an awesome resource for self-publishing... so don’t hate on them). Anyway, again if you buy a book or any other Phoenix Mosheh merchandise and someone owns this company under their LLC etc etc. You should sue this company for fraud and misleading the public because they are not the real creators of any Phoenix Mosheh products.

Phoenix Mosheh was and is meant to supply free content to the public in order to help those who have been taken advantage of for generations with the wrong religious indoctrination no longer be taken advantage of

Please continue to enjoy the FREE Phoenix Moshe content as we transition over into the real thing.

Thank You. See You in Court Brain Dead Betches.

Did You Know in Heaven Elias and His Wife Get Promoted from Chief Detective and CIA Agent to Spiritual Hitman? Elias Surpasses Me.

https://youtu.be/32RAq6JzY-w - FAST X Trailer

Did you know one of the ways Samjaza (Satan) could tell that The New Melchizedek were coming is because people of all complexions, races and ethnic backgrounds began to come into agreement about certain things. Segregation is a sign of “No Melchizedek” in the world. Samjaza does not care about what color you are, where you are from, who you are etc., he would use and discard any one of you, if it meant he could win. Emphasis on the discard per basic betch and crybaby d*ck. smh. Where he at though?! lmao.

that bounce back is about to be fire …Yal Ready?

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When you keep trying to save mankind and they keep on trying to tame you…

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https://youtu.be/RVd_71ZdRd4 - Strangers by Halsey

When You Take Back Your Energy

When that basic betch thought you were lying when you said “you were taking back your energy”...find a different Beauty SnapChat filter betch...

https://youtube.com/shorts/-YLB33nCvzw?feature=share - Energy Snatch Clip

https://youtu.be/61kYiio6tTE - Man Snatch & Gifts Snatch I told you basic betch

When the light and dark-skinned people come into agreement and agree the basic betch is a walking hazard to society...no matter her skin color

https://youtu.be/Vyp4BQjW3zg - Menstrual blood spell work ick...be careful who you take food from.

https://youtu.be/ymPfRA10UXw - No seriously

https://youtu.be/hzOs8i1SJ2Q- take caution.

https://youtu.be/r_3REvl0Ldw - lol.

4/19/23

The Copiale Cipher Masonic Family Update

(Do I have to come on here and post in order for you all to feel validated (seen)?)

If I were you all, I would call off The Copiale Cipher you are thinking of doing on the Eclipsed Moon, it’s going to backfire. Also, if you are going to try and steal (cipher) my soul (energy) again, the least you can do is invite me to your Presbyterian Church. I am not familiar with that denomination, but I love sitting in church pews pretending like I give a sh*t just like you. Shouldn’t you be more focused on praying for your niece’s soul, instead of trying to take someone else’s? If you have a funeral for her ...you masonic hoes better invite me...don’t worry, I can keep a secret.

The Copiale Cipher (Pigpen Cipher)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pigpen_cipher#:~:text=The%20pigpen%20cipher%20(alternatively%20referred,be%20assigned%20to%20the%20grid.

https://youtu.be/I_4rRM8CIwU - oh how the tables are turning...

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FYI Some Shelters allow you to cook your own meals (no menstrual blood was used in the making of these meals) Elias remember when I used to send you pictures of my dishes and you used to put little hearts next to them?<3 God told me to show up that basic betches menstrual blood spaghetti and tell you your real wife is a gourmet chef in the making...(High Carb Fiber Protein Diet)

Veggie Eggrolls & Mediterranean Grain (rice quinoa lentil mixed) w/Honey Glazed Peppers and Sweet Zesty Mandarin sauce made from Greek Yogurt.

Creamy Fetta Kale Macaroni Pasta

if you have PTSD from that basic betch... I’ll let you watch me cook or cook with me until you trust that I am not trying to poison you.

( I can’t believe I have to say this but basic betch don’t take screenshots of my dishes to catfish some other poor soul online into believing this was you ok...smh.)

https://youtu.be/TNB0rgz_9Tc - Perfect Timing - Tone Stith

https://youtu.be/6nr8hPnZfMU - Upgrade You - Beyonce

4/27/23

You all are a bunch of sore losers lol. By the way once you talk to whomever you need to talk to in order to get my IP Address. I will be using a different IP address. Also, something you should prepare for in the future... the connections you think you have with larger corporations that own all these little social media sites that like to block, censor and hide the truth will start allowing The Melchizedek to sell you out simply for the fact that they do not want to be sold out. They are going to start saying...every man for themselves cartel cult...no need for all of youtube to be shut down because you got caught... because you are slow (low IQ).

What would happen if the Melchizedek Woman started to use all of youtube to expose you all...are they going to shut down all of youtube for your hush money?...that would be suspicious as f*ck in the public’s eyes... be careful. k? And I will cover the people and or readers I use...so if their accounts do get shut down its in their best interest... you dollar store skeleton worshipers however, will be in the dark and no opponent should go to war fighting blind, it is never a smart move.

https://youtu.be/puRUhzyYaz8 - did you like the video where this reader stated you are so scared of being exposed that someone is trying to pay youtube to shut down her account. lmao. Did it get deleted yet? It had a lot of curse words in it...a lot of vulgarity, a lot of truth. I love truth.

And the truth is no matter what you will still be exposed...because I am being selfish, and I want to orgasm.

What is your IP address? (Yes, I am flirting with you don’t break my heart and tell me you’re not interested <3 it’s called sexting are you not turned on?)

#phoenixmosheh

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sems-diarie · 3 years ago

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fat/tummy worship is heavy on the brain today

roommate!Kyoutani who heads right towards you soon as he stomps in the apartment and buries his head in ur chin(s) because “s’nice, smell nice ‘n feels soft” :(( throws a fit if you try to shove his head off your stomach while you’re laying on the couch trynna watch TV

Roommate!kyoutani who was convinced that you were scared of him or hated him for the longest cause you barely made an effort to interact with him when you first moved in— but that’s only because you were trying to cope with having to be around such a fine ass roommate all the time :(

roommate kyoutani who practically growls at his sendai frogs teammates when they jokingly call you his “wife” cause you stay cooking him shit— like they’ll come over for a game night or w/e and without fail, you always come by and offer him some sort of food all “wan’ some, Ken? I made too much :(“ and they always laugh cause he has yet to say no 🥺

Roommate!kyoutani who makes an effort to tone down his aggressiveness around you cause he doesn’t want to scare you off...only to be shocked when you ask what’s wrong cause “you’re not acting like your usual self. wanna talk about it?”

roommate!kyoutani who loves the squeals you let out when he sneaks up on you to pinch n prod at your chubby tummy n pudgy sides :((( always chuckles when he sees your brown eyes wander around the room all warily cause he knows you’re looking out for him— just loves to “bully” you

roommate!kyoutani who hopes you can’t hear the slick of his precum as he jerks his dick to the though of your chubby self riding him for all his worth :(((

k-k-k-kyotani :(( he’s just so mean >:(

when ur on the couch watching tv, he’ll collapse right on into ur lap. n’ you try to shoo him away ‘cause he’s all sweaty n gross but he’s just too greedy t’let you get away. n when you’re curled in the corner ‘cause you wanna give him space on the couch, he drags you to sit closer 🥺 says u smell nice n’ his teammates are stinky, so s’good.

u mention somethin’ about wanting to do yoga and he takes on the title of your very own personal trainer. stretches you out as much as you’ll let him, tells you not to be such a crybaby when u start squirming ‘cause it tickles—thick fingers digging into your legs, the backs of your knees, pressing up up up until your hand is pressed to his lower stomach.

“tani, it hurts, you’re goin’ too fast.”

he jerks off for weeks ab it 😭

and pls he always feels he’s at his wits end during the summer. s’like you want to give him blue balls. all he can think about is gettin between your hips n leaving a mess all down your cunt 🥺 make you twitch n cream ‘round his cock with those tiny shorts clinging to one crook of your knee. n’ then pull em’ back up since they’re so cute on you :(((

n pls pls pls the way his heart stutters when you reach down to grab something from a kitchen cabinet and a peak of fat, brown pussy lips flash him???? he’s mid sentence and everything just shuts off 😭

roommate kyo playing call of duty w his friends while you sit n watch ‘cause you like bein next to him. h-he puts his headphones on you so you can listen while he destroys the other team n you look up at him all 🥺. licks his lips while thinkin’ about how mean it’d be if he’d turn on his mic n’ lick your pussy ‘til you cry.

he lets you be affectionate w him, too. let’s you fall asleep on his shoulder n’ doesn’t even get mad if you drool :( finds himself longing for you to ask to hold his hand, n’ if you’re not quick enough he just sets it on your knee n waits for you to take the hint.

oh 🥺 sad!rm coming out of her room w wet cheeks and red eyes and kyotani corners her until she tells him what’s wrong :(( it’s practically an ambush. but now all ur thinking about is how big he is hunched over you. how mean he looks with that snarl curled into his mouth as he demands you tell him what happened, who did it, which bastard on your roster does he have to kill.

little does he know u just finished watching a sad tv show 😭 u get a flick on the forehead for making him worry ☹️

ah!! making kyotani sit down and pick which outfit you should wear. giving him a little fashion show n’ pouting when he says wear all three. kyotani being weak for you in skirts. thinks they’re magical on you.

rm!kyotani letting u win when u wanna wrestle around and play fight. let’s you pin his wrists down and sit on him w that victory smile on your face. but you know better—kyo’s thrown you over his shoulder before, of course you do.

#kyotani <3 #black!reader #hq <3 #haikyuu thirst #kyotani kentaro x black reader

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stealforreal · 4 years ago

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Future kids - Bakugou Katsuki I

Bakugou meets his son from the future. Just some fluff, with a jealous Bakugou.

Bakugou Katsuki x F! reader

Warnings: none

Bakugou was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing that stupid nerd Deku in his mind. Kicking some rocks lying in his way, he was radiating murder. Naturally his classmates left him alone to cool off for a minute, even the Baku squad left him alone. They had chosen not to interfere, because they would like to live to see another, thank you very much.

The stupid nerd had been too close to y/n at lunch today, and Bakugou had spent the entire time glaring at the curly green haired boy. What really made him snap was when she hugged him, and the stupid brocoli went as red as a tomato. She was giggling loudly and seemed really happy at whatever Midoriya had said, and the fiery ash blond couldn't control his jealousy so he stormed off. After class was over Bakugou was the first out the door, not even stopping to insult Denki when he made a bad joke.

The rest of his classmates were confused, sure they all knew Bakugou to be a hothead. But still he seemed angrier than usual, only the Baku squad had small nervous but knowing smiles on their face. They knew of the explosive boy's crush on y/n, it wasn't totally obvious and they really wouldn't have known had Kirishima not pointed out the subtle things. Like how he never once called her an extra, he still called her idiot, dumbass and such. That was probably Bakugou's version of a compliment, which was probably the reason they took so long to figure out his crush.

So here he was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing Deku for being close with y/n, Himself for getting jealous, y/n for being too friendly and everything he could curse in general. He stopped dead in his tracks when he felt a little tug on his uniform pant leg, glaring down at the thing that stopped him. Only to be confused when that thing turned out to be a little boy, around the age of 4-5 by the looks of it. Bakugou's brows furrowed in confusion, how did a little boy end up here. UA is one of the most secure places in Japan, courtesy of the League of Villains and other past incidents.

What caught Bakugou's attention though, was the fact that this little boy was bawling his eyes out and trembling with his sobs. Bakugou didn't know what was happening, he felt incredibly protective of the young boy but didn't know why. He seemed kind of familiar, like Bakugou had seen parts of him somewhere else before. The little boy had big e/c doe eyes, filled to the brim with tears as he stared at the ground. His hair was unruly and a familiar shade of ash blond, he reminded Bakugou of himself a bit when he was young except the crybaby attitude of course. It was weird for Bakugou to feel this protective of anything, and he didn't like it one bit

" Oi brat, where are you parents?" The teenager asked the little boy, crouching down to his level, making the little lad finally pay attention to the stranger he had grabbed. The little boy gasped and flung himself at Bakugou, clutching on tightly to the stunned teenager's shirt. A new wave of tears hit the little blonde, being relieved at the familiar sight of his fathers face though much younger. " D-daddy, I-I was so scared" the little boy whimpered, burying his tear stained face in his fathers shoulder. Bakugou was speechless, he sure as hell was not this kid's father even if it explained the feeling of familiarity. No Bakugou shook his head at the ridiculous thought, this kid was obviously terrified and contrary to popular belief Bakugou would not abandon a lost child " Oi brat, I'm taking you with me back to the dorms. Afterwards we'll find your parents' ' he huffed, Bakugou was going to kill this kid's parents once they were found.

The younger boy began calming down in the older boy's arms, the tears had stopped and he was only softly hiccupping now. "B-but daddy I did find you, I wanna go see mommy" the young boy huffed out, defiantly crossing his arms over his little chest. " Oh yeah, prove it brat" Bakugou smirked thinking he had cornered the little boy in his lie, but much to his astonishment the little boy let out a small explosion in the palm of his hand. Though much brighter than his own, there was no mistaking his explosion quirk. Bakugou hated to admit that so far the brat seemed to be telling the truth, and he hated even more how his feeling of protectiveness grew at the revelation that this kid in fact was most likely his son from the future. It wasn't rocket science, right now Bakugou was 16 and 100% not a father. Yet here is a little boy that is the spitting image of him as a kid except the eyes, and in this world where quirks exist perhaps time travelling was possible.

Bakugou's little chat with his son had taken longer than he thought, because as soon as he entered the dorm common room every one in the room snapped their head towards the two ash blondes. The first to break the pin drop silence was Kirishima " Eh who is the kid, Bakubro" he asked. While Mina asked if he had kidnapped the kid, earning a glare from the explosive blonde. " Daddy, why does Aunt Mina and Uncle Kiri not recognize me? " a little voice asked, making a lot of jaws drop and eyes widened. 1....2......3...... " WHA!!!" The lot of them shouted, questions coming left and right, wanting an explanation as to why this little boy who looked suspiciously like Bakugou called him dad.

What they all failed to notice was the little boy was recoiling from the loud noise, pressing himself closer and closer to his father. Bakugou noticed this, and thanks to his newfound protectiveness he hugged him closer and glared at them effectively shutting them up. Mostly they were just silenced because the sight of Bakugou hugging and being protective of his supposed son baffled them. I mean we are talking about Mr.Hothead angry Pomeranian, the most blatant rude student in class 1-A if not in the entirety of UA. " Shut it ya damn morons, can't you see you're frightening him" Bakugou sneered at his classmates, not loudly but it was still malicious enough to make a shiver run up their spines.

Midoriya, who had known Kacchan the longest, was intrigued by this side of Kacchan and unconsciously moved closer to the two ash blondes. Seeing the familiar shade of green hair approach them Bakugou sneered, while his son became ecstatic. " Uncle Izu '' The child yelled excitedly, stretching his arm towards the blushing brocoli boy indicating he wanted to be held. " Ah hell no! He is not your uncle, I won't allow shitty Deku to hold my son" Bakugou yelled, making a few snicker quietly, but what really set them off was the fact his son chopped his head with a little fist. "Oi, why the hell did ya do that for ya brat? Bakugou barks at his son, only receiving a deadpan expression in return. " Mommy said, every time your daddy is mean to uncle Izu chop his head for me, okay baby?" After that announcement they all burst out laughing, while Midoriya tried not to tremble under Bakugou's glare.

"Speaking of which, who is your mom?, uhm I never got your name, little guy" Kirishima asked the little boy, stating a valid point. Bakugou realized that even though he had known his son for about 5 hours now, he never once asked what the boy's name was. " What do you mean, Uncle Kiri, it's me Katsuma?" Katsuma tilted his head a bit, not really being aware or understanding that he most likely travelled through time. " Well you aren't born in our time yet, mini Bakugou" Kaminari informed the little boy, in his usual teasing voice. " Really Uncle Kami" Little Katsuma asked " Does this mean mommy and daddy aren't together yet?" He asked, surprising the teenagers. Katsuma was surprisingly smart for a kid his age, and after the initial shock from being called daddy Katsuki totally forgot to ask about his son's mother.

"That is correct, Katsuma'' Todoroki piped up in his usual monotone voice, surprising Katsuma with his appearance. " Uncle Todo'' Katsuma replied coolly, surprising everyone present. The happy bubbly 5 year old had vanished in an instant, and been replaced with a little boy full of hatred. Breaking the little staring contest that had broken out between his son and the damn half n half bastard, was none other than Midoriya's phone. Being the klutz that he is, he ended up answering and putting it on speaker. " Izuku, Ochaco said there was a cute kid at your dorm, so I'm coming over " y/n voice could be heard, instantly Katsuma brightened up again being all sparkles and rainbows again. He tugged at his dad's collar, demanding Katsuki's attention " daddy, daddy did you hear, mommy's coming over" the little ash blonde exclaimed, bouncing in his fathers arms from being giddy. This new information caused everybody's jaw to land on the floor once again.

" WHY, why does Bakugou get the hot chick? '' Mineta yelled in agony, being the little pervert he is, he had to comment on her looks. " Oi, don't talk about my future wife and baby mama y/n like that, I'll fucking blast you to hell" His statement followed by the crackeling in his palm, and the sound of a phone being dropped? Turning around Bakugou was met with your stunned face, eyes blown wide with confusion and astonishment clearly written on your face. " Mommy" Katsuma yelled, squirming trying to get out of his fathers embrace, and slowly Katsuki sat him down. When his small feet hit the floor, Katsuma was sprinting towards y/n with all his might and flinging himself into her arms. Resulting in the poor girl, falling down on the floor in her confusion.

Katsuma buried his face in her neck, sighing happily to himself. The remaining nerves he had totally disappeared once he saw you. As much as Katsuma was a daddy’s boy, he was even more of a mama’s boy. Katsuma could feel the lack of response coming from his mother, curious and slightly scared he looked at her face. you were absolutely stunned, no response came from you frightening the young boy. Tears began swimming in Katsuma’s beautiful e/c eyes, snapping you back to reality. The sight of a child with tears in his eyes, struck your motherly instincts. Answers could wait, right now there was an adorable toddler with tears in his eyes, and you had to comfort him.

Slowly Katsuma was pulled into your embrace, head buried in the crock of your neck. Arms wrapped tightly around the preciuóus boy, letting him cling to you for deer life. “ M-mommy, I m-missed you, I was s-so scared-d” Katsuma said through sobs and hiccups. Not bothering to correct him, you bounced him lightly up and down in your arms. Bakugou came and helped you onto your feet, putting an arm around your waist. His other hand began stroking Katsuma’s unruly blond hair.

Around them the rest of the class was still stunned into silence, seeing the small family in an embrace. Most of them had never seen Bakugou look so protective and calm, let alone with a small blush. You would also sport a matching blush if it weren’t for the fact, all your attention was on the young boy in your arms. He looked like a carbon copy of Katsuki, yet his e/c eyes looked exactly like yours. Slowly the sniffles stopped. Instead they were replaced by steady breathing, it seems like the child had a long day because he was fast asleep in your arms.

Slowly you made your way to the 1-A dorm living room couch, with the sleeping child in your arms and Bakugou not far behind you. He made it a point to keep his hand on the small of your back, glaring at the other guys present if they looked at your or his son the wrong way. “ Can somebody please explain to me what is going on?” You whispered so you wouldn’t wake up the young boy, whose name you still hadn’t caught. Your eyes caught Izuku’s eyes, but for some reason his eyes widened and he averted his gaze from you. Izuku is one of your best friends, you met because you and your classmate Hatsume Mei worked on his hero costume and you hit it off.

With your attention not fully on the child anymore, you now realised that somebody had their arm around your shoulders. Looking to your right where the owner would be stítting, your eyes widened slightly at the person on your right. One of the hottest guys in UA had his arm around you, Bakugou Katsuki of class 1-a was well known in the school. His temper, looks and quirk had made him extremely popular with the female population of UA, though none of them dared approach him. The bad boy image both attracted them and made them keep their distance from him. He wasn’t exactly known for being a teddy bear, so Katsuki hugging y/n closer to him and keeping touching her was not expected.

“ Oi Flashlight, brat is ours from the future. I don't know how he got here but it’s true. He even has my quirk, you know what this means right ” Bakugou spoke, explaining the situation. The others had left the two of you alone, giving Bakugou privacy to explain the surreal situation to you. What this means? What did he mean by that? You couldn’t help but ponder the meaning. Turning your head to face him and question him on what he meant, you were met with a very close Bakugou. Bakugou couldn’t contain himself seeing you look so adorably clueless, so he closed the small gap between you.

His lips were surprisingly soft. He was gentle in kissing you, not knowing how you would react. I mean you had to like him back right? You were sitting there next to hum with YOUR SON in your arms. He smelled nice, it was a sweet scent like caramel courtesy of his quirk. The kiss was slow, loving and gentle, the feeling of his lips on yours were intoxicating. Pulling back from the kiss, Bakugou growled silently, huskily in your ear “Your mine, flashlight” Heat crept up your neck, and you were left softly blushing. “ What are we going to do with him Bakugou?” Still facing Bakugou, you looked at your son from the future. There really was no mistake, he looked like a perfect Katsuki copy with your eyes, and your motherly instincts told that this was in fact your son.

“It’s Katsuki to you Flashlight ” He corrected you “For now let's go to bed, it’s late. We can ask the squirt questions tomorrow” Katsuki led you to his room, still with a sleeping Katsuma in your arms. His bed was big enough to fit the three of you. You laid down with Katsuma in the middle, both you and Katsuki put an arm around Katsuma. Katsuki intertwined your fingers, and slowly you fell into a blissful sleep. You could ask more questions tomorrow.

But when you woke up, Katsuma was nowhere to be found. Only you and Katsuki were cuddling in his bed. You and Katsuki both came to the conclusion that whatever quirk sent Katsuma here probably sent him back to his own time. “Katsuki, is it wrong of me to miss him already?” You looked at your new boyfriend, looking into his sleepy vermillion orbs. “ If you miss the little firecracker already, why don’t we bring him back” His morning voice was rough, and tickled your ears just right, sending a shiver down your spine. Bakugou's eyes glinted with mischief, as he began kissing your neck. The innuendo not lost on you, the feeling of his lips on a particular spot had you giggling. It was ticklish and stopped him in his tracks for just long enough for you to get a word in. “ Let’s wait a few years okay” He nodded and laid down next to you again, pulling you close.

You would see Katsuma again. Someday.

#mha #bakugou #dad au #xreader #dadbakugou #momreader #timetravel #bnha #bnha bakugo x reader #bakusquad

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azucarian · 3 years ago

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Second part to my idea of how Tokyo Revengers could possibly end (First part here)

MANGA SPOILERS(?)

TR ; mental illness, major character death

A world without Hanagaki Takemichi felt unnaturally bland - anyone would admit. It had only been days since he passed away and yet the impact of his death was so blatantly apparent.

Mikey and Draken had explained to each of their friends that Takemichi had passed away - but, by far, the worst reactions came from Hinata and Chifuyu. The moment the news slipped from their lips, Hinata asked them if they were joking and, if they were, it wasn’t funny. Neither knew how to react, and averting their gazes. Chifuyu just broke down into silent sobs - he could tell instantly by their pale complexions and the dark eyebags under Draken’s usually clear eyes.

Mikey whispered apologies, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry - I couldn’t save him, I didn’t save him— ” Hinata didn’t let him finish and simply cried, realising the severity - her boyfriend, her happiness, was dead. She embraced Mikey, and he held her tightly in turn.

The funeral caused agony for everyone involved - especially as Takemichi's mother collapsed to her knees, screaming "my baby" through her tears. As a mother, she felt as if she had failed - and no one would be able to convince her otherwise. Hinata approached the casket, hardly holding it together - but her hands shook as they pressed themselves against the wooden structure holding her late boyfriend.

“Come on, Takemichi... Now’s the time to tell me you’re joking—” Those words broke everyone else into an endless stream of wailing, tears and regrets.

I feel as if Hinata would never truly get over his death - especially considering she still loved him twelve years into the future. She would likely be placed on medication, or be consistently seeing a therapist, due to her claiming that she had “gone on days out” with Takemichi (which was obviously impossible).

Mikey would become Hinata’s support - he felt as if he owed that much to Takemichi. He would do an all-round trip to everyone’s graves every week - first to Shinichiro, then to Emma, then a small visit to Izana’s, then to Baji’s.

Then he’d finally sit down for a few hours to tell Takemichi about his week. How much he misses him “I wish you could see how everyone was doing, Takemitchy— We all miss you like crazy. Mitsuya made you this memorial blanket, look—” And he’d show the sewn fabric to the grave. There would likely be with something cheesy like ‘Toman’s Little Hero’ or ‘Crybaby Hero’ on the front, or stitched into the corner. Mikey would definitely be in tears by the end of it, blurting his regrets - and it always made him feel better (it made him believe that Takemichi was comforting him, even beyond the grave).

Chifuyu would always make it a habit to visit his grave weekly too - and (in the future), occasionally, he was joined by Kazutora (especially on days where the pet store was closed). He’d always bring a new puppy or kitten along, because he knew Takemichi would appreciate it if he knew. Kazutora always paid his sincerest respects, bowing so deeply that anyone would think he would break his back - he may not have known Takemichi very well, like, at all, but he was the boy who tried to save Baji from his bad mistakes. Kazutora could only hope they were looking after each other in the afterlife. Chifuyu would always light incense on his grave, and place his favourite snacks - jokingly saying how Takemichi couldn’t steal his food anymore. He’s another one who would cry, probably because of his own poorly timed jokes - but it was how he coped and no one judged him for it.

After the incident, Draken found it difficult to not scrub his hands raw - the staining feeling of his friends blood on his hands haunted him for the longest time (he only stopped when Mikey made him promise to, because Takemichi would feel upset knowing Draken was hurting himself). He didn't visit the cemetery often but, when he did, he came sporting a bunch of flowers and a few gag gifts (he wasn't great at gift giving, so he opted to be funny instead) "You're probably sitting up there worrying your ass off about us— Give it a rest already," although his words were harsh, a smile was on his face the entire time. He whole heartedly believed Takemichi was probably panicking and bothering Emma and Baji in the afterlife (if there was one, he wasn't too sure). He wouldn't cry, and he wouldn't rant - he'd just run his hand along the grave stone before he left with a "I'll see you later, Takemitchy". He didn't know how to appropriately express his sadness.

Mitsuya would always join Hakkai and Yuzuha on their trips to visit Takemichi's grave - mainly because Hakkai couldn't stand visiting alone. It hurt him to much to see his hero no longer living alongside them. The blonde had done a lot for Hakkai and his sister - but neither of them could escape that loneliness that came with his sudden death. The trio always sit and have a natural conversation and, occasionally, Mitsuya would pipe up with a "They're idiots, ain't they, Takemitchy?" in an attempt to involve him in their chatters. Oddly enough, Mitsuya always found himself sewing extra clothes - during the winter he'd bring a sweater to Takemichi's grave as a gift (although he was aware he couldn't never wear it) and always jokingly tell the tombstone how atrocious his fashion sense was "You dressed like a four year old had picked your outfit— Hell, even a four year old could dress better!". Hakkai and Yuzuha would always bring little trinkets that they found in the local markets - tiny figurines, poker cards, etc.

Other old members of Toman try as often as possible to visit the grave and offer their condolences - Smiley and Angry visit it together, despite not being overly close to the boy; they appreciated him and his loyalty to Toman and his friends. Pah-chin and Peh-yan visit with Pah's wife, bowing deeply and leaving cecelias on his grave before leaving. Inui occasionally asks Koko to visit with him but, when he's alone, he just quietly talks - knitting stupid scarves and wrapping them around his grave when he was finished (he was already used to grieving, especially after Akane).

Every year, on Takemichi's birthday, everyone gathers together for a celebration - over the years they've learned that, instead of remembering him for his death, they should honor his memory through celebrating his life. Everyone would get drunk, someone would cry, and many adoring speeches were made - a picture of sixteen year old Takemichi Hanagaki would be on the table, a drink poured for him as a sign of respect. As life continued, the ex-gang members started having families - and they all spoke highly of the blonde who had improved their lives. Their children adored Takemichi and his insane stories, inspiring them to be as courageous - even when they're scared.

Although he was no longer with them, he remained as a sacred memory to each of them - and they were sure he was happy with that ending.

FIN

#takemichi hanagaki #ken ryuuguji #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #tokyo manji gang #mikey #tokyo revengers x reader #draken #sano manjiro #tokyorev #hinata tachibana #chifuyu matsuno #hakkai shiba #takashi mitsuya #yuzuha shiba #nahoya kawata #souya kawata #baji keisuke #emma sano

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absolutebl · 3 years ago

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I just finished watching Until We Meet Again. The prospect of nice penguin showings lured me in next to the mentions of it being great, but then it failed me on both, unfortunately. .-. In a number of aspects it is good and unique as a BL, I can cognitively see that, but I found it rather extremely painful to watch, and it never wound up doing a U-turn on the elements that salted me badly, sadly. The blushy maiden trope in there and Pharm being this whiny crybaby with basically no competence at all was really really exhausting to watch. In any other BL (or any romance for that matter) I would have just sighed and sucked it up with seeing such a kinda useless wimp who can't take a clear bold stance to fend up a kinda asshole suitor, because it's such a norm by premise (also the "marry me, because I'm too lazy to stop sucking at cooking" wife material trope is such a---). But serving up that Intouch had been very able to go against his natural inclinations and work up and grasp decisive action to get what he wants, only for him to end up in a crying, clingy mess that can't really do anything else anymore. Graaah! It's almost like the narrative wants to say: "See, love takes away all of your autonomy and agency and makes you entirely dependent to this one person, reducing you and your value to this one aspect in life and their willingness to be with you, that making up all of what is you and to make it EVEN WORSE it's like: See, he definitely had too much of all these abilities, therefore we, the narrative, decree they must both die, so he can be reborn as this very conveniently uke innocent reluctant something to chronically tear up and find his value, completeness and safety under the wing of that seme. Also make him traumatized on top of it, just to make sure he doesn't get audacious ideas again. It's entirely like some sort of just because punishment of inadequate magnitudes of consequences. Just why did the series have to serve up basically just about the tropes and narrative contrivances I absolutely most loath? T_T And also combine it with the fated mate/red string of fate trope which I quite like, because it typically comes with a package deal of reflecting and improving on your past history by learning from the mistakes and also about segregating your present identity from the past one, which is a move that forces you to learn self-sustained esteem and sovereignty over your life in the reality that unfolds before your eyes. The latter didn't really happen at all (it did seem to try in a last minute ditch about all that "is it even real?", but that only felt like checkboxing on the forced separation trope, and then he doesn't even manage to come to that conclusion himself but has to be kinda told that in a dream for that?) The only ones that did better on the former were also just the families with hardly very nuanced teary drama and most of it also in exposition dump summary in dialogue-only. In terms of the main couple it definitely propagated totally just a downgrade. Which is just Gnnndfndfhmphf. (Also, why give Intouch's friend this long of a scene all in tears just to have him never show up again in any way ever?)

Me going to do that very pouty sulking in the corner. I had wanted to like this show. ;_;

BUT! Pharm at least did improve on his foodie skills. Your write up on the dishes is cool. Thanks for that!! Those purple dumplings in particular definitely have my attention very much for replication now. (Especially with it being dessert-style pretty but still being savory! It's like I've been looking for something like that forever, with me not liking sweets!)

On another note (and an actual question), on one of the posts to the series you wrote:

(Since it won best picture Oscar as a horror flick, which is a commercial genre category like romance, and everyone knows horror separates from romcom with a very slim line - mostly musical.)

What did you mean by that? Bad romance does inspire the same reactions in me as horror, but I feel like that probably wasn't what you meant...?

I'm sorry UWMA didn't work for you.

HORROR & ROMANCE

So, horror and romance as literary genres (in the western world) both come from the Victorian (AKA Rromantic) Gothic literary movement of the 1800s. It means they use a TON of the same tropes to inspire tension, form the backbone of setting and character, and (eventually) establish themselves as genre fiction. It's just that horror takes them into bloody or creepy spaces, and romance takes them to connection and love.

So take proximity alert, in romance one boy falls into/onto the other, in horror, the damsel falls in the woods and the serial killer gets her.

The trope of cohabitation, which in romance can be tailored down to there's only one bed, that's the same trope as "cabin in the woods" horror. Isolating and forcing a couple to live together inspiring tension and love/sex, is just like isolating and forcing a group together in a haunted house, then picking them off one by one. These two genres naturally default to flips sides of the same narrative techniques, in many ways.

Which isn't to say there should be one-to-one comparisons, but more that they are source in the same basic narrative foundation way back.

Horror is as much about manipulation of notions of intimacy and social relationships (and emotions) as romance (at least good horror is) it's just that in romance it all comes out well, and in horror it... doesn't.

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robininthelabyrinth · 3 years ago

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Curse-breaker (Chapter 3/4)

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There were more guards than usual around the Unclean Realm, undoubtedly as a result of Wen Ruohan’s refusal to move from their gate, but that wasn’t a problem for them.

They knew all the ways in and out.

New ways, like the hole in the wall their little brother had teamed up with his best friend to carve out so that the two of them could leave little gifts and pass messages to them, and old ways, ancient ways, the ways of the dead that they’d learned from the still-lingering saber spirits that burned in rage and hate forever like an endless longevity candle.

Rage, and hated – but also love.

The saber spirits didn’t have to keep burning, keep fighting, but that was what their masters had wanted, and so they did. They fought against evil, time and time again, forever and always, and through their endless battle, in their hearts, their masters were never truly lost.

It was that simple.

It was that complicated.

It was time, they thought, to straighten things out. The saber spirits meant it as a gift, but the masters saw it as a burden; that wasn’t how it was meant to be at all – they just didn’t understand each other, steel and flesh speaking different tongues, meaning different things. The gaping chasm of understanding between life and not-life, which no one could bridge.

Well.

No one until them, anyway.

If a fish and a bird fell in love, where would they live?

On the shore, they thought. Right in the middle.

All they needed was someone to tell them that was an option.

It was time.

They passed like a formless spirit themselves through the many walls and guards in their path, heading to the sect leader’s study, as familiar to them as their own palms. Inside they found what was familiar, too: the heat-rage-pride pulse of Jiwei, resting in pride of place by her master’s side, and beside her was her master, their father, standing with his hands folded behind his back and looking out the window into the distance as if it would give him answers to questions that had eaten away at him his whole life.

They approached.

They were detected, of course.

“I already said that I didn’t want to be disturbed,” their father said, and although they had snuck close many times to hear him speaking, that beloved voice more familiar to them than their own, not daring to talk to him as they did to Huaisang who had always promised to keep their secret, there was still something different about hearing it so near, without walls between them.

They sighed happily.

“Didn’t you hear me? I said…Jiwei? What’s gotten you so excited –”

Their father turned.

His jaw dropped, eyes going wide and round as saucers, an absurd and silly look that suited him so much better than did the grim scowl and sad listlessness, interspersed with increasingly frequent bouts of uncontrollable rage, that he wore on his face more often than not these days.

What they had in mind would hurt, they knew, and equally they knew that they would not be able to act if they did not act fast – they were loathe to hurt people, much less people that they loved, and those that they loved would be equally unable to bear to see them hurt, yet both were necessary now, if they were to do what they had decided to do.

They did not allow themselves time to doubt.

They moved forward as quickly as a saber strike, sure and true, and their hands connected with their father’s chest and belly, heart and dantian both, with enough power to knock the breath out of him, taking advantage of his shock to strike when he would not even think of dodging.

In that moment of breathlessness, they latched on – latched on, and pulled.

What-are-you-doing-stop-that, Jiwei said, but even her ceaseless rage was blunted by the joy of seeing them once more.

You are hurting him.

I-am-not-I-am-refining-him-I-am-strengthening-him-as-he-strengthens-me-He-is-my-master-and-I-love-him.

You are hurting him, they insisted. Flesh is different. Flesh is brittle. Too much strength, and he will break.

Let me show you.

It hurt, of course, just as they’d expected. Not as much as when they’d shattered, though, and it was that – and perhaps only that – that allowed them to persist, using themselves as a cauldron, forcing their qi that was neither wholly spiritual nor resentful, neither fully alive or un-alive, through their father’s meridians, reshaping them as they went to be something capable of accepting the harsh, resentful, corrosive love of a saber spirit.

When they were done, their father stared at Jiwei, hearing her sing in his soul with an unprecedented clarity, feeling her love for him the way she meant for it to be felt, feeding his own love back to her in equal measure, giving everything of himself without holding back to the only thing on earth that he had ever loved without restraint.

His eyes were clear.

“A-Jue,” he whispered. “A-Jue…what is this?”

“A gift,” they said, their voice raspy with disuse. “Of many years making. I’m sorry that it took so long.”

Their father, unbreakable, burst into tears.

Later, when their father, his eyes still wet (though now from laughter rather than relief), told them about the ‘curse’, about his promise, about the rumors, and even about Wen Ruohan waiting for the chance to repent of his regrets, they thought about it for a while and said: “Let me see him.”

Wen Ruohan had done many things worthy of condemnation in his long life.

He had schemed and plotted, playing the hero and the villain both in their turn; he had fought in wars of such brutality that the current generation could not even begin to comprehend them, and he had also murdered in vile and underhanded ways, abandoning all integrity and righteousness, to ensure that such wars did not happen again. He had sought to strengthen himself by means both fair and foul, betrayed who he had to betray and stepped on who he had to step on; he had followed his ancestor’s path with his head held high until he had very nearly become a god.

He was not accustomed to regret.

Not accustomed did not mean immune: there were things he regretted, of course. The loss of his first family, the two sons and a daughter that he had failed so thoroughly that he still could not stand to hear the sound of their names, each one declared utterly taboo within the Nightless City – the wife he had married for power and then divorced in a fit of temper, driving her and her not-so-secret lover to the end of their rope in unspeakable desperation – the faithful servants he had sacrificed as pawns in his power plays and only afterwards realized how much he had relied upon them –

His brother.

His curse.

If by some miracle of fate he could choose to change a single thing in the ancient life that he had so far lived, it would unquestionably be the death of his brother.

Wen Ruohan had had quite a few brothers, in fact – his father, much like the usual style of leaders of the Wen sect, had fancied himself both empire-builder and emperor, and had had children accordingly, both his own and those he’d adopted, with all the headache-induing and often life-threatening dramatics associated with that – but to Wen Ruohan, there had only really ever been one that mattered.

Only one.

Wen Ruohan didn’t even remember any longer whether Wen Ruoyu had been his blood-related brother, sharing a father and maybe a mother, or if he’d been some child seized from another sect and given the Wen surname to help grow their power. It hadn’t mattered to him back then and it didn’t matter to him still, for all that he now prized his personal bloodline even above merit.

All that mattered was that Wen Ruohan had loved Wen Ruoyu more than he’d ever loved anything in his life, more than his sect, more than cultivation, more than power, and that Wen Ruoyu had died not knowing it. Had died cursing his name, spitting blood onto his face, fingers scrabbling at his neck in a futile attempt to choke him, wishing with his final breath that Wen Ruohan would never again know a single moment of peace.

Well, he hadn’t.

Ever the dutiful brother, he closed his eyes to nightmares, and woke to dreariness. He madly sought power enough to ensure that such a thing would never happen to him again, only for his obsessive quest to drive his few remaining loved ones into the grave; he had very nearly succeeded in becoming a god, and lost all interest in life in the process. The only joys remaining to him were his ever-growing power, his ever-expanding sect, and, sometimes, the blood and pain of other people, which he used as a reminder that he was not truly alone in this world.

And Lao Nie, of course.

Wen Ruohan had almost entirely succeeding in sealing off all of his emotions by the time Lao Nie showed up, smiling and carefree and reckless, half in love with the death he knew awaited him – showed up and battered down all of Wen Ruohan’s defenses. Wen Ruohan wished, now more than ever, that he had carried on in his attempts to make himself a true god, above all humanity, and not yielded to the siren call of friendship. Perhaps if he had been a god, he wouldn’t have been so hurt when Lao Nie barreled onwards with his life, leaving him behind not once but thrice – perhaps he wouldn’t have tried to kill him.

Perhaps he wouldn’t have nearly murdered the little boy that Lao Nie had on occasion shoved into his arms during a visit, no matter how many times Wen Ruohan reminded him that it was inappropriate – the little serious one who looked so bewildered by it all but who still called him Sect Leader Wen the way Wen Ruohan instructed rather than listening to his father’s not-quite-joking suggestions of ‘Uncle Wen’, the little crybaby that had all unknowingly once tricked Lan Qiren into a logical conundrum that had made the man’s mind splutter out like a machine falling all to bits while Wen Ruohan and Lao Nie had roared with laughter…the one that had been charming enough to make him change his mind and opt to keep little Wen Xu around instead of sending him out to be adopted into the branch families the way he had with the other children he’d refused to acknowledge, mourning as he still did his first family.

He hadn’t meant to hurt Nie Mingjue.

Not like that, anyway.

It’d taken some time for the regret to creep in – his initial bout of horror had been more shock and irritation at having hit the wrong target, the shame of making such an elementary error to hit a boy he hadn’t seen in years rather than the man standing right in front of him, and then he’d shrugged it off, thinking to himself that the loss of a son would be as good a way to punish Lao Nie as the loss of his life. It wasn’t until his spies in the Unclean Realm came back and described to him what he had wrought…

Nie Mingjue didn’t look anything like Wen Ruoyu, not really, but in Wen Ruohan’s dreams he wept tears of blood in just the same way, spitting up foam as his eyes rolled in his head, dying – dying – dead.

Not dead.

It wasn’t a curse, Wen Ruohan knew, but if there was something he could do – anything he could do – he would do it.

He had to.

“You have to let him go,” someone said, and Wen Ruohan looked up in surprise: he’d been waiting for half a day already and god or no god, his legs were numb with sitting.

He didn’t recognize the too-tall young man who stared down at him, one eyeball eerily colored red and steel grey – the young man’s clothing was non-descript and ill-fitting, mismatched as if he’d picked it off some laundry pile without thought of coordination. There was something of the Nie in his face, the breadth of his shoulders, but his features were finer and sharper, his waist more slender, his fingers lacking in the familiar calluses of the saber; he looked like he’d be a fierce war god when he’d grown into his body but that he hadn’t quite gotten there yet.

His golden core shone.

Wen Ruohan stared. His lust for power had long ago become an essential part of him, and in front of him was power, power at such a young age – if he could claim that cultivation for his own, maybe he could stop describing himself as nearly a god, could actually call down a heavenly tribulation and leap up to join the heavens in a single bound.

And then, maybe then, at last, he could have peace.

“You have to let him go,” the young man said a second time, and Wen Ruohan was distracted by wondering what he meant, not sure he understood and not entirely sure he cared. “That’s the only way. You have to let him go.”

He shifted forward, and something inside Wen Ruohan warned that he would strike.

It seemed ridiculous, though. Wen Ruohan, the finest living master of arrays, was not afraid of anything this young man might try to do – only a spiritual sword could pierce his armor, and even that, only one that took him utterly by surprise. No one would dare try to strike him.

Especially not this young man, who carried neither sword or saber.

Perhaps that was why Wen Ruohan never saw it coming – the young man’s hand moved in a jabbing motion, the way a sword would swing, and suddenly, impossibly, there was sword intent given physical form through spiritual energy, piecing through his defenses, slashing down at him and aiming right at his neck.

“Let me get this straight,” Lan Qiren said, rubbing his forehead. “Nie Mingjue reappeared after something like ten years out alone in the wild, and when he did he brought some sort of technique that just…fixed the Nie sect cultivation issue. The one that was killing you, and has been killing your ancestors for – generations.”

Lao Nie nodded.

“And then you allowed him to see Sect Leader Wen, who he attacked…in a way that happened to mimic some old tragedy that has apparently haunted him for years, thereby allowing him to resolve some long-held heart demon. And now Sect Leader Wen has retreated into seclusion in order to explore this moment of enlightenment further, and doesn’t intend to bother the rest of us for a while. Certainly not by continuing his schemes to take over the cultivation world.”

“That’s right,” Lao Nie said. “Though I don’t expect he’ll be in seclusion all that long; the Wen sect doesn’t practice –”

Lan Qiren held up a hand, indicating he wasn’t done and didn’t appreciate being interrupted.

Lao Nie obediently fell silent.

“And then,” and by now Lan Qiren was speaking through somewhat gritted teeth, “when Sect Leader Jin rushed over because he wanted to get in on what he perceived to be Wen Ruohan’s attempted takeover of the Qinghe Nie, your son attacked him, too – except in this case, he crippled him.”

“I did say anyone who trespassed would be killed on sight,” Lao Nie said, entirely unbothered. Because of course he wasn’t – why would anyone think that suddenly being freed of a lifetime’s death sentence would make him less reckless and shameless? If anything, his overwhelming joy had just made him even more arrogant and inclined to insist on getting his own way. “It’s been known for years, and no exceptions have ever been made, not even for sect leaders. Why should Jin Guangshan think himself different?”

“That’s a terrible excuse,” Lan Qiren scolded. “And besides the point.”

“What is the point?”

Lan Qiren opened his mouth, then stopped, thought it over, and sighed. “The point is, I suppose – are you going to the Jiang sect next?”

Lao Nie blinked. “The – Jiang sect? Why?”

“Because instead of the cultivation world breaking the ‘curse’ on your son, your son has apparently taken to breaking the curses of the cultivation world,” Lan Qiren said dryly. “And he’s already gotten four out of the five Great Sects, so why not complete the set?”

Lao Nie’s lips quirked. “Four? I can see the others: my Nie sect’s qi deviations, Wen Ruohan’s madness for power, the Jin sect’s terrible luck in getting that scheming old lecher selected as their next sect leader…but what did he do for the Lan sect?”

“It was in his name that you forced my brother out of seclusion all those years ago,” Lan Qiren pointed out. “And now I spend half of every year traveling wherever I wish, and the other half teaching; it is everything I would have wanted. Meanwhile, my brother has finally through his children learned what it means to care for others instead of rotting to death in a self-imposed grave built from ill-fated love…if that’s not curse-breaking, what is?”

#mdzs #nie mingjue #sect leader nie #wen ruohan #lan qiren #my fic #my fics #cursebreaker

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bumblesimagines · 4 years ago

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Part 14

Request: Yes or No

TW: Vision dying, the snap victims

Did I almost cry while writing this? Hell ya lmao I had to watch the movie in order to get everything right but im also just a big crybaby lol

Three for the price of one? More likely than you think

You gently leaned Vision against a branch, taking a seat beside him. You looked over at Wanda as she landed nearby. She rushed over to you and Vision.

"Are you two okay?" Wanda asked softly, placing a gentle hand on Visions cheek. He groaned in pain, hand going to the Mind Stone. You frowned, touching his arm.

"What? What is it?" Wanda asked, watching him in concern.

"He's here." Vision breathed out, looking around in a panic. You swallowed, a chill running down your spine. Wanda stared at him, a shakey breath leaving her. The team quickly grouped, keeping an eye out for Thanos. You met Buckys gaze, giving him a tired smile as he helped you up.

"You alright?" He asked. You nodded, leaning against him. You noticed movement, turning your head and seeing the giant. You took a small step away from Bucky, watching him.

"Cap... That's him." Bruce confirmed. Steve nodded, beginning to walk towards him. You watched as he effortlessly took out everyone. You glanced back at Wanda and Vision as Vision tried convincing her to destroy the stone. You frowned, looking forward.

"(Y/N)." Bucky grabbed your arm, frowning. You looked at him, offering a small smile.

"We'll be fine, Bucky." You assured before you walked forward, looking at Thanos. You raised your hands, making roots grab onto Thanos. They wrapped around his arms and neck, pulling back. Even if they didn't stop him, it saved Wanda time. You lowered one hand, crouching down and picking up the dagger. Thanos grunted, struggling against the roots. He lunged forward, the roots snapping.

"Oh, shit." You breathed out. You were close enough to stab the side of his stomach before he grabbed your shoulder, tossing you aside and throwing the dagger as well. You were thrown against a tree, making it snap.

"Fuck!" You grunted, head spinning. You shut your eyes tightly, opening them and seeing Wanda using her powers in the Mind Stone. She cried but didn't stop until it finally broke, sending a blast through the area. You looked up, watching Thanos approach Wanda.

"I know how you feel." Thanos said sympathetically. Wanda glared up at him through watery eyes.

"You could never." She whispered. Thanos gently patted her head, continuing towards where Vision once was. He rewound time so Vision was slowly constructed again.

"No!" Wanda screamed, running forward but she was thrown back. Thanos picked Vision up by the throat, pulling the Mind Stone out of his forehead. Your throat went dry as Vsion turned gray and limp. Thor finally appeared, throwing his axe in Thanos chest. You slowly crawled towards Wanda, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Wanda?" You stared down at her, trying to blink away tears. Wanda slowly sat up, a horrified gasp leaving her when she saw Vision. You looked up, seeing Thanos half burnt body and half destroyed gauntlet. He made a portal, going through it before anyone could react.

"Vision.." Wanda whimpered.

"Steve? (Y/N)?" You turned towards Bucky, eyes widening as he fell, turning to dust.

"Bucky?" You called out softly, watching Steve touch the dust in shock.

"Sam?" You called out in a panic, standing up and looking around.

"I'm here." Sam stood, stumbling forward but he fell, turning into a pile of dust.

"(Y/N).." Wanda whispered, making you turn to look at her. She turned to dust as well, panicked breaths leaving you.

"Where are they? What's going on?" You asked with a trembling voice, tears beginning to slip down your cheeks.

"He did it." Steve whispered. You furrowed your brows, making eye contact with Natasha. She frowned, approaching you.

"Oh, baby.." She whispered, giving you a tight hug. You hugged her back, mind racing. You suddenly pulled back.

"Mom and dad.." You breathed out. Natasha's lips parted, nodding. Steve slowly stood, picking Visions body up. The team made their way to the city. Okoye met up with the remaining Dora Milaje, telling them the news of T'Challa. By the time you all reached the city, T'Challa's mother and sister had gotten word. The Queen Mother greeted you and the team with a solemn look on her face. You could tell she was trying to stay strong and fight back tears.

"I need to go see them." You said quietly. Ramonda had Ayo take you and Natasha to a jet. Ayo held a strong face though her eyes were watered as she piloted. Natasha placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. You stayed silent, staring at the floor. Your mind went blank, trying to focus on calming yourself down. You and Natasha were dropped off at the farm. You felt immense relief upon seeing Clint, running towards him.

"Clint!"

(Y/N), oh thank god!" Clint quickly caught you, arms tightly wrapping around you. You couldn't stop the sobs that wrecked your body, legs buckling beneath you. You and Clint fell to the ground, still holding onto each other.

"They're gone.." You whispered, sniffling afterward as your body trembled.

"Bucky, Sam, Vision, Wanda.. All of them.. They just.. They just turned to dust." You told him in a shakey voice as you pulled back. You could literally see Clints heart break in half. You sniffled, noticing hotdogs on the bench outside.

"Where's mom?" You asked softly, looking at Clint. He stayed silent, staring at the ground. Your brows furrowed as you stared at him.

"Dad?"

"They're gone too, aren't they?" Natasha asked softly, standing behind you. Your face dropped, staring at him as your bottom lip trembled.

"No, no.. They can't.. They couldn't have.." You stood up, stumbling slightly. You glanced at the bench, walking towards the house.

"Mom? Lila? Cooper? Nate?" You called into the empty house, searching for your family. Every room downstairs was empty. You quickly went upstairs, almost tripping as you entered each room. Cooper and Lila's rooms were as messy as always but with no sign of them. You entered Nathaniels' room, almost stepping on a drawing of his. You reached down, picking it up with shakey hands.

"Oh, Nate.." It was of the whole family. It was poorly drawn but it was easy to tell who was who. Tear drops fell onto the paper. You walked towards your room, sitting on the bed. You held tightly into the drawing, holding it against your chest as you cried. You took in short breaths and closed your eyes, letting out a scream full of anger, sadness, and exhaustion. When you opened your eyes, you saw most of your room covered in ice.

"I'm so fucking tired.." You whispered, watching the ice slowly retract.

"I can't have one good thing without it being taken." You muttered, looking out the window. Natasha comfored Clint, most likely having explained everything to him. Natasha left not long after, taking a motorcycle. You licked your lips, hearing Clint step inside the house. It was too silent. You were so used to hearing Laura talking or humming along to whatever song played on the radio, Cooper attempt to teach Nate new words, Lila ask Clint about his work as Hawkeye. You heard Clint heavy footsteps head up the stairs and stop at your door.

"You should take a break from work." Clint said quietly. You kept your stare on the window, mind blank again.

"Okay.." You heard Clint walk away from your room, heading back downstairs. You let out a shakey sigh, reaching out to the device you used to speak to Bucky with. You clicked on the button.

Calling White Wolf...

Call failed.

Your jaw clenched, eyes watering again. Your brows furrowed, noticing one option appear.

Replay previous calls?

You hesitantly clicked on it, brows lifted and lips parting as recordings of all the calls you made with Bucky appeared. You could listen to his voice and see his face again on repeat. You felt some sense of relief. You stood up, grabbing some clothes and a towel. You entered the bathroom, stripping and grunting softly. You turned around, looking at the mirror.

"Fuck.." You breathed out, seeing the bruises. You sighed, turning on the shower and waiting for it to heat. You entered, standing under the water. You watched the blood and dirt go down the drain, slightly leaning against the wall.

"What the hell are we gonna do now?" You closed your eyes, running a hand over your face. You licked your lips, finishing your shower and getting out. You carefully dried off, changing and stepping out. You grabbed your phone, checking the news. Half of Earths' population gone. There was confusion, chaos, and fear.

"Where the fuck is Tony?" You asked yourself, noticing some articles about him missing. They had been published before people turned to dust. You clicked on the video, watching it.

"Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man, was last seen in his suit flying towards what appeared to be a space ship. Since then, he has not made an appearance and his future wife, Pepper Potts, has neither denied or confirmed his disappearance."

"This is a big fat shit show." You whispered, turning off your phone and standing up. You left your room, heading down the steps and seeing Clint staring at Lilas' old toy bunny.

"I didn't know Tony was getting married." You said quietly, watching him. Clint gave an amused smirk, nodding as he looked at you.

"Neither of us were invited.. Wonder why." Clint said softly. You approached him, sitting beside him and leaning against him.

"At least we have each other."

Tags: @geek-and-proud @wolfelocksley

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tetracopter · 3 years ago

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Going Native and Amok Time

South Park has parodied and referenced Star Trek countless times all throughout its run, and Matt and Trey once joked that they would eventually sneak every episode from The Original Series into South Park. Every fan knows that Going Native is “The Bunny episode,” but I’ve never seen any posts talking about how it parodies Amok Time, which is well known to Star Trek fans as “The Spirk episode” to the point that the anniversary of its premiere is officially recognized as K/S Day (Speaking of which, what if October 17th was Bunny Day? Just a thought).

Anyway, because I am an avid fan of both shows and both pairings, I’d like to compare the two episodes in detail below the cut:

Both episodes begin with a third character raising concern about the focus character acting more aggressive, and we immediately see it for ourselves.

This leads to a confrontation and a discussion of Biology. It is revealed that the focus character has reached an age at which he must return to his birthplace and take part in a traditional ceremony.

In Spock’s case he must return to marry his childhood fiancé and mate with her; Obviously Butters is too young for that, but his father still makes it a point that Hawaii is where he will get married one day.

This makes the ending stand out more in that when Butters does complete his ceremony, he does it alongside Kenny, and they receive matching necklaces to boot!

Anyway, when they first arrive, there is some admonishment from the “natives” about bringing an outsider to the ceremony, but our focus character is quick to defend K’s right to be there.

The ceremony itself is also quite silly with the Vulcan bells and Hawaiian conch.

When the ceremony is interrupted, one of the natives suggests killing K. Our focus character then surprises everyone by attempting to defend K, despite the fact that he should only feel blind rage after the interruption.

Despite this, K still accepts the challenge in an attempt to earn the natives’ respect. He then fails and is seemingly dead to the focus character.

Our focus characters have completely different reactions, reflecting their respective personalities and backgrounds. Spock coldly confronts his fiancé, concedes to her logic, and leaves her to be with her lover since his sex drive died with Kirk. He solemnly begins to plan his own death. Meanwhile, Butters is angrier than ever and wants to bring down anyone he can hold responsible.

Their reactions to K’s return also differ significantly. The cool, calm, and collected Spock shouts Jim’s name and grabs him with a giant grin on his face. Meanwhile the loud, cheerful, crybaby Butters doesn't really react when he sees Kenny; He never really believed that Kenny was dead. Seeing him again only calms him down.

Even at the very end there is another silly little parallel as it is revealed that Butters’ anger was initially because of Ben Affleck being hot, making good movies, and having a hot wife, but he doesn’t really care anymore now that Kenny is back. Just as Spock claims that his mating urges are gone because of the fighting, Butters decides that his jealousy is gone because Ben Affleck is married to a different hot woman now (I’m calling BS on both of these excuses lol).

Also, while the title of the episode is an obvious jab at white people calling themselves Hawaiian natives, you could say that it also applied to Kenny. Just look at that beach bum attire, he truly went native.

#south park #sp bunny #kenny mccormick #butters stotch

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minor-solemnity · 3 years ago

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What's your favorite character from the golden trio era?

Oooh idk possibly this is an unpopular opinion - at least it was when I was like, properly in the fandom rather than where I am now which is firmly on the sidelines with my hands over my ears and ignoring everything that I don't like - but Cho Chang. This is probably in part because she got so much undeserved hatred (thank u fandom and author racism) and I am predisposed to like characters that people don't like.

I find her character so heartbreakingly real in a way that I think is entirely accidental on JKR's part. I don't think JK can write women. (Plz don't hate me for that, but like, it's true.) Everything interesting about the characters we are meant to like gets sanded down and ignored in the later books - Hermione's whole thing is like, book smart but not emotionally intelligent, she wants to be right and have people know she's right more than she cares about their feelings. She thinks rules are important until they apply to her. She is ruthless and vindictive and petty. These are interesting character traits that just get completely dropped in the later books. By the time book 6 ends and book 7 starts Hermione is 'wife' and 'mother' and it's kinda sad.

I digress.

Cho's boyfriend is murdered. Cho is understandably upset and heartbroken and sad af. She tries to find comfort in Harry because Harry was there, Harry must understand. Harry can help her process. Their ways of dealing with trauma are completely opposite to each other. Cho seeks emotional vulnerability and closeness from the boy who, of all people, will understand. Harry's way of processing trauma is to ignore it. It happened, it sucks, I will never speak of it again (until all my unprocessed emotions come spilling out and I end up lashing out and getting angry). Those two ways of dealing with trauma are not going to work well together. Harry is honestly a dick towards her - she's his fantasy. She's not a real person to him. When that fantasy comes crashing down he behaves pretty awfully towards her. And if you're reading critically, you come away thinking yeah, Cho's a whiny crybaby who doesn't get Harry at all. What a bitch. When in reality, it's more like - Cho is seriously fucked up and is trying to come to terms with her grief and seek comfort in someone who she thought would get it.

Imagine being like, 16 and being isolated and sad and so fundamentally misunderstood. Imagine being 18 and your friends are dead and the boy you liked is still dead and the other boy you thought you might like is a hero and the only thing you're really known for is the mess that is your grief. Imagine that the popular consensus is that your grief is something to be ridiculed.

I tend to pick and chose which parts of the extended canon I believe in, but I believe in Cho moving to America and getting hitched to an American muggle dude. (Moving to America is probably my own headcanon actually). What would motivate her to move across the world? Grief? Wonderlust? Anger? I imagine it's all three. Idk if this is a relatable feeling to a lot of people, but I get it. I have a constant itch under my skin that tells me to move on whenever a place starts to feel too much like home. To leave. To escape. Nowhere feels like home because home is a collection of broken things. It's a hall of funhouse mirrors - the wires in your brain get mixed up. Comfort and safety become synonymous with 'i will fuck this up' and 'i don't deserve this' and 'everyone will leave'.

I want so many things for Cho. I want her name to make sense. I want her to be seen as something other than 'pretty' and 'sad'. I want her in Boston slamming Sam Adams by Sam Adams grave because she finds it funny. I want her in Boston, learning to drive a car (stick-shift because the driving instructor had made a comment about how automatics are easier to learn and she is tired of people seeing her as something weak and unable). I want her road-raging and I want her to drive across the country because why the fuck not. I want her in New York and the city is so frantic and no one looks at her and she feels so small and the lights are so bright and she thinks maybe she could disappear here and no one would ever know. I want her to find a group of women rollerskating and maybe they invite her to their roller derby group. It isn't flying, but it's fast and aggressive and she's never allowed herself to be aggressive like this before. She's not allowed herself to be angry like this before. No one else has allowed her to be angry like this before.

I want her to go to California and to go to Angel Island and I want her to understand that there have been people like her before. That she is not alone in this feeling. I want her to meet a dude who's studying for an MBA - he doesn't know who she is. Doesn't know what she is. She's just this cute girl who drinks Sam Adams even tho that's a Boston thing and they're in San Diego. He's probably a frat boy. I want him to be a frat boy who takes his degree too seriously and wakes up at like 5 because he's also a gym rat. He takes her to his boxing class. She probably cries during and hey that's okay - she has a lot of shit to work through, he can tell. He doesn't ask about it. Just says her accent is cute. Maybe she starts taking night classes, maybe she doesn't. She's weirdly technologically illiterate - she sends him postcards even though they live in the same city. She says its because her school didn't let them have phones. She's never seen a Tarintino film and that's just like... not cool. They watch True Romance on his shitty box TV in his room in his frat house and she laughs (she laughs like the violence is cathartic) when Alabama completely destroys Virgil. He looks at her and she shrugs and says 'I get it.'

She says that's she's leaving soon - doesn't know where. Probably isn't coming back and again that's... not cool. She's weird about some stuff. Won't talk about home - won't say where she's from. He should be fine with it because like, it's not as if this is anything serious and his life is pretty clearly planned out. Get an MBA, work in some start-up tech company - the internet is a thing now and god, there's money to be made. He thinks maybe that she should like, stay but she also seems like the kind of person who doesn't know how to stop running. And look, he's doing an MBA. He rushed his frat. He goes to boxing every morning without fail. He's determined. He's not good at letting the things he wants go. But he lets her go because she doesn't want to stay. One night afterwards, his frat bro says, philosophical because they're crossfaded, that maybe she can't stay. Maybe she won't let herself stay. And that... That sounds about right.

So he waits. He waits and he gets postcards with no return address - in Seattle, she tries ice hockey. In Miami, she tries surfing. He almost gets on a plane to Cincinnati because she got into a fight with some dude who made his girlfriend cry in public. Apparently, she knocked him out with a punch just the way he showed her to. It feels weirdly romantic.

I want her to write a postcard to him when she's sitting in a bar in Las Vegas and I want her to include a return address. I want him on the first flight out, because fuck his classes? She included a return address. He asks her if she's ever going to go home and she looks at him and says, 'What? To San Diego?'

#cho chang #meta #oh god i wrote meta #this isn't even meta tbh - this is basically a fic #this very much got away from me #can u tell i have feelings about women being angry?#grief and anger taste the same #harry potter #asks #anon #she speaks

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sour-n-salty-citrus · 3 years ago

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Do you like the backstory for rick? Idk I kinda preferred it when Rick's past was a complete mystery and i dont really care about diane at all. I didn't expect the writers to actually write a canon for him either but I guess they realised how much the audience wanted one for him

Ajdjdjeidjs ack, I'll be honest I'm not... keen on it.

(Bolly-quinn actually puts it into words well how I feel about Rick's backstory here)

I liked the mystery element of his backstory! I know it's always exciting to have things in canon, but like... it being open to interpretation was something I always appreciated.

And... ugh, hoo boy. I'm torn. I mean, I love that Rick is completely different from what dudebros and like- "high iq" redditors present him as. He's a man who loved his wife and daughter, loved them so much he would rather give up travelling the multiverse, becoming a genius scientist, just to stay with them. He was vulnerable, soft, and caring. He wasn't nihilistic and reckless and selfish and some "alpha male who wouldn't let anything tie him down". He was ridiculously romantic, optimistic, sweet and loving, and maybe even kind.

And I don't give a shit.

I don't! I don't care. This might sound incredibly cruel and unfair, but I don't care that Rick lost his family.

Ok- let me explain.

I'm... disappointed. I'm disappointed that losing Beth and Diane is all it was that made Rick into the complete and utter monster he is today (or the start of the series anyway). I don't mean to undermine his loss and grief- at all! It's just... for him to go on a (seemingly decades long) killing spree, slaughtering any version of himself he seemed to come across... christ. Maybe in his eyes, they were all as bad as that One. Which is understandable. I'm very lucky to have not experienced that kind of loss. I haven't had to Grieve the way Rick did. Maybe I just don't get it, because I've never felt it. That's fair.

It just felt... god, I don't want to say excessive. I know, people process grief in different ways, and for some it manifests in unhealthy ways, some lash out at the world, fixate on trying to find an explanation, to find justice, etc. And I like how Rick was an absolute inconsolable wreck at first. Something like that, it needs time to process and overcome before you can start moving again.

I just- I don't know. Something rubbed me the wrong way about it all.

It's like- it's not that I wanted Rick to have spent all that time partying or something. It's just- argh, i don't know! Maybe someone else can put it into better words lol.

I hate that he immediately jumped into not giving a single shit about other people (save birdperson and squanchy!). Like- when he blew up those aliens who gave him whatever it was he needed. Ah- ok, they probably weren't exactly innocent or anything, but still. I think it was just I felt if we ever saw Rick's backstory, I'd want it to be a slow decline into who he is, show him gradually losing so much of his morality and becoming so jaded. Idk i guess i just wanted it to be like, a series of significant (and lesser but still important) events that lead to him going down that path rather than- this ONE thing that just apparently completely ruined him? And yeah ik ik it was a BIG thing, but like- i guess i was expecting.... more? Maybe something like idk Rick trying to save all the other Beths and Dianes and failing, idk, just... something more.

I actually would have preferred it if Diane lived. I dont know, I just- man I really hate the dead wife/daughter turns ordinary man into callous asshole trope. I agree, it's hard to really care all that much for Diane, and for a while I couldn't understand why. I thought, idk, is it internalised misogyny? Do I just not like Diane because I want to ship Rick with someone else?

I think I get it now. Diane, for all her significance in Rick's backstory, just... isn't a character. She's just- the motivation Rick needed to kick off the story. You could replace her with literally anybody else Rick could have loved and it wouldn't feel any different. She just doesn't feel special. She's no more unique than any other Dead Wife. We get nothing, literally nothing of her. I kept thinking, why? Why does this just not hit that hard? Rick's had emotional moments with Beth, with Birdperson, even with Summer and Jerry. And then I got it- it doesn't feel earned. It felt like how you feel when you see side characters or extras in the background of an action movie die. Maybe some faint sadness, but mainly nothing. We as an audience get nothing from Diane, we don't know her, don't get to see how she matters to Rick, don't get to see her relationship with Rick, we don't get any chance to connect with her character. So when she dies and Rick gets his montage of seeking revenge, it doesn't feel earned. It feels more like I'm being told about how this guy suffered than really seeing it (which i believe, may have been the writers intention actually...). It's kind of like a feeling of "damn that sucks bro... and?". There's no real heavy emotional response that I could really get from it...

I actually would have preferred if Rick and Diane broke up, divorced. I feel like that would offer so much more for them BOTH as chatacters. Instead of their relationship being happy and sunshine and rainbows until a Big Bad came in and took that away, I'd prefer it if Rick's downfall was just... his fault. (Actually His fault.) If his marriage fell apart because he couldn't make it work. If he estranged his daughter because he couldn't properly handle fatherhood, despite loving her. If he was flawed, terribly flawed, because of his own misjudgement and shortcomings. I guess my biggest problem, is that this is presented as someone having the perfect life, which is then taken away as a result of someone Else. It's too easy to then say, oh, it's not his fault he's like that! He had his heart broken, his life ruined! He lost himself in a revenge spree, poor thing... I'd have rathered if it was just a little bit more... realistic? If Rick had been the root cause of his own problems. If he'd experienced tragedy, but also been the cause of much more. I just wish there'd been more of a balance? It just felt so rushed. And not because of the montage- it just like Rick became completely apathetic way too fast. I just hate hate HATE the "he was a good guy with the perfect little life until tragedy struck and he was never the same". Rick never made the effort to improve his life, to do better, to be better. He's actively a cruel, callous, unkind person (complex, yes, but these are traits no one can deny he harbours). He's done far worse than was done to him, and that will never be justifiable to me... it just all feels so very cliche and out of place, and out of everything, this was the one thing I had hoped they wouldn't do.

I think the writers are aware of this, strangely enough. I mean, Rick even calls it his "crybaby backstory". I think they didn't want to leave it open any longer, and just got it out of the way. I don't think they really want to elaborate on it anymore. From what I predict, they want to focus on the here and now of Rick (and Morty, haha), and the development of who Rick is NOW, instead of who he WAS. I think they kind of just went, here's your gut-punch, your tragic backstory, now leave it alone. Diane is dead, Rick had a hard past, the series is about moving on and change. Now can we PLEASE get back to the sci-fi shenanigans?

(There was something I LOVED about the backstory though, and that was the soundtrack! Like the music for the Battle of Bloodridge, it fucking SLAPPPEDDDD. I can't imagine making synthwave emotional, but it actually kind of worked! The swell of the music actually did a lot more for getting a reaction out of me than the content lmaooo. It kind of reminded me of Kurzegast's "optimistic nihilism" for some reason... I actually liked the Bloodridge track so much, it got me a little into synthwave, which i never listened to before! The music producers this season have just KILLED IT!)

#citrus speaks #long #ajdjsjdhaj im sorry i just have so many Thoughts on this #as critical as it sounds i promise i dont hate it that much #rant #is this a rant? it sounds like one akdnaja #RaM #Rick and Morty spoilers #rick and morty #RaM S5 finale

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djmarinizelablog · 4 years ago

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Angst no. 41 (the viewers everytime Dalisay fails to die)

#41. Angst: “No, not again. Please!”

I'll make my own spin here---Levi and Hange are watching Cardo Dalisay, the vigilante extraordinaire from the mountains, on TV. Hilarious angst (what the heck is that?) ensues.

Prompt list (pick a prompt with your fave ship and send it to me; I’ll write something about it)

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It's Friday after a long week of work, thick blankets and a hot choco kind of night, and Hange's propped on the couch while snacking on some popcorn, the TV playing in front of her.

"What the fuck are you watching?"

Levi has entered their room, confused at the fact that Hange's eyes are glued to the screen---probably for the first time since... forever?

"Just some action series I found on this channel." She munches some popcorn. "Got me hooked on the first season, and now I'm already halfway through!"

The opening credits of the next episode start with some poorly-done CGIs of the protagonist jumping off a building before said building gets blown up, flash forward to some highly-exaggerated fighting scenes where one punch from Cardo, the vigilante extraordinaire, knocks out this huge evil henchman in front of him. It's a pathetic stunt; in reality, that blow would have broken his teeny-tiny wrist. But the director didn't want that, Levi supposes; Cardo Dalisay would have been recuperating in the hospital for weeks. There would be no show without him.

Levi shrugs his shoulder and grabs some popcorn. "Looks like shit to me."

Nevertheless, he sits beside Hange, slings one arm around her while Hange lifts up the blanket high enough for both of them to snuggle underneath.

The show doesn't really interest him, really. It's Hange's reaction to it that does. Hange's eyes widen at every kick, every punch that Cardo lands at his enemies, eyebrows furrowed each time he narrowly escapes a blow.

"This guy," Hange explains, pointing her foot towards the face of Coco Martin on TV, "he used to have a twin brother who died so he avenged him and then Cardo, he's the main character, in case you haven't figured it out, gets involved with drugs and the police, but he's innocent and now he's on the run with his wife and a couple of military-people-turned-rebels---oh, shit, no!"

The main nemesis of the season shoots Cardo Dalisay right on the chest. The protagonist drops dead in the water, his body floating in the middle of the lake, and then it's a cliffhanger. Hange's face is in pure horror, like she hasn't expected this plot twist at all.

"Don't die. Survive!" Hange shouts with all the eagerness in her voice.

The popcorn merely falls out of Levi's mouth as he stares at Hange, dumbfounded. It's his motherfucking line.

"Don't tell me this is what you've been binge-watching lately. A dweeb can do better CGIs than this..." he gestures towards the screen, and thinks of the first word that comes to mind. "Shitshow."

Hange doesn't respond, but merely plays the next episode she has recorded.

Apparently, Cardo Dalisay has escaped death that time and is back for some action-packed scenes ("I knew it! Somebody found him and nursed him back to health!" Hange cheers). Little does Levi know, it's the first of many, the almost-but-not-quite "deaths." A hostage is now tied up high in the air, but Levi can still see the stupid green screen behind them like a badly photoshopped meme. Hange, however, is thoroughly engrossed.

All the death-defying scenes happen one after the other, and Levi is forced to watch, cringing. Well, because Hange would end up staying all night and wouldn't probably wake up to run some errands in the morning. He'd rather make sure she gets to bed by 1 am, at the very latest. The two of them are partners-in-crime in this household.

The next episode cuts to Cardo Dalisay hanging for dear life with one gun in hand while he's being rained down by bullets from above. Said enemies, trained assassins are they are, miss all their firing shots at him, and Cardo Dalisay miraculously escapes without a single scrape in his body.

"This doesn't make sense," he complains to Hange who's fanning herself from the adrenaline rush. Levi continues, "Nothing does in this show. Did the producers even study the laws of physics?"

Hange looks at him, curious.

"What?"

"Nothing."

She continues watching. The fact that she majored in Physics and aced all her classes in college baffles him all the more.

Cardo Dalisay dies the nth time by being shot (again). About time, Levi thinks. And then Cardo's wife Alyana wakes up with Cardo right beside her, completely unharmed. It had all been a dream.

"This guy seriously has one hell of a plot armor."

"I know! It's so cool, right?" Hange says, and he doesn't know if she's being ironic or not. "I've been so attached to his character, kinda reminds me of you."

"I can do so much better than him." He crosses his arms and slumps back into the couch. Levi has had enough of plot armors so thick nothing could penetrate the person.

"Maybe you can audition and then ask if you can replace his titular role," Hange teases him before putting all her attention to the ongoing episode. "Apparently, it's been running since 2015."

He counts the years with his fingers. "Shit, for real? It's fucking 2021."

The hours go by so slow, and Levi's back is already hurting from sitting on the couch this whole time. They're coming to the end of the last season, and he's trying his best to blink away the sleep from his eyes. He does wake up, though, when Cardo Dalisay gets repeatedly shot and stabbed by his archenemy in the most gruesome episode to date.

“No, not again. Please!” Hange shouts, fists clenching the blanket too tightly.

Please what? Please come back? Or please die this time?

Cardo Dalisay is vomitting blood on the floor and Hange is crying.

"Alright, that's it.” He stands up. “If this guy comes back alive in the next season, I'm---"

Hange grabs hold of his shirt and cries. Not a crybaby kind of cry. But a serious, I-swear-it-is-real kind of cry. Cardo Dalisay remains dead. Bad guy celebrates, laughing in triumph. The rest of the characters mourn. So does Hange. And Levi, tough guy as he is, doesn't have the heart to make fun of her when she cries.

"I can't, I can't," Hange sobs, as the ending credits roll. "I can't deal with deaths anymore."

"Oi, Hange. It's alright."

He looks at the clock and it's already past 1 am. After turning the TV off, he carries Hange to bed and tucks both of them in, wrapping his arms around her as they settle into sleep together.

Hange curls up closer to him and, being the longer-legged person between the two of them, hooks her leg on his thigh. "Levi..."

"Hm?" He cracks one eye open.

"I'm just glad you're still here."

He pulls her towards him, right where his heart is, and he's sure that Hange is listening to the thumping of his heartbeat. So much for heroes, he thinks. He's thankful enough he doesn't have to act like one to be one in Hange's eyes. He hopes the story doesn't end there.

A few episodes later, the scene zooms in to Cardo Dalisay on a hospital bed, severely injured but nevertheless, alive.

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(I hope you like this, Anon, 'cause I definitely enjoyed writing about your prompt)

#levihan #levi ackerman #captain levi #levi and hange #hange zoe #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #levi attack on titan #attack on titan #fanfic #fanfiction #mine #ask #writing #cardo dalisay #coco martin #djmarinizela #ang probinsyano

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