#I'm terrible at jokes

[cosmossnake]

Ruin gets some comfort

He hates Nexus. This madman decided that today he was going to make their existence the most miserable possible. First making him relive memories, he wishes they could forget, and now making him go into a different dimension Creator’s lab, just to steal some random shit and end up almost, or actually, killed. He knew they were going to deal with a “Nice Version” of the Creator, but he didn't let his guard down, they aren’t trusting any Creator.

Oh, but how much he wishes they could just get his hands on that emo’s neck and just take his head OFF-  Wait. Calm down Ruin, you are getting violent thoughts again, remember what you are here for.

Speaking of, he wonders if he will be able to get the stuff and get out fast enough before the Creator notices him. He’s not in the mood to face the old man. Thankfully, it looks like he isn’t in here right now, but he can come at any minute, so he gotta be quick.

But when they came to the top of the stairs, and turned their head to the side…

God damn it…

There was, staring at him, an old blond haired man, short, wearing clothes perfect for those mad scientists in movies, who was probably in his 70’s.

The Creator.

This was weird. Seeing him, in his human form, when you are so used to a giant flying brain.

Creator - Uhhhhh, Hello? Who… are… you?”

The man asked, confused by the quite colorful animatronic.

So, before they could even notice, Ruin reseted back to his theatrics Of course, how typical of the coward and pathetic Ruin. 

Ruin - Oh dear, how rude of me not to present myself, my name is Ruin good sir, and you shall be?

 He said while bowing theatrically at the man's direction.

Sven - “Ruin?’’ What an interesting name choice, not judging you, of course. My name is Sven. Now, what are you doing here in my lab, my boy?

Ruin wanted to flinch at the word “Boy”. No, that isn’t them, of course they didn’t mind the pronoun, but words like those…

“Good boy”

Are things that make him shiver. But he just sucked the feeling and locked it in a deep corner of his mind to deal with later. He has to go on with this little show.

Ruin - Well, you see Sven, I was just wandering around dimensions, when I noticed yours, which picked my curiosity, then I decided to explore a little, now I'm sorry if I'm interrupting something.

Ruin answered with this little, dirty lie. 

Sven - So, are you a dimension traveler, my boy? 

Ruin - Yes, I believe you can call me that.

Sven - Cool! Would you like a tour?

Ruin - A conversation would be better, good sir. I have millions of questions about this place!

Sven - Of course, I will just organize some files in my computer then I will be ready, would you like some tea? My child, Mercury, came here earlier, bringing some tea and biscuits with her, but we ended up not eating at all. They are a lovely person, you should meet her sometime.

‘Now here is my perfect chance to steal those documents ’

Ruin - That would be lovely good sir. She indeed looks like a lovely girl.

Sven - Actually they are a "She/They" . But she doesn't like being called girl.

Ruin - Oh... Of course I apologize.

Sven - What about you?

Ruin- I beg your pardon?

Ruin asked. Their voice started to get softer.

Sven - I'm asking for your pronouns Ruin. Are you okay with me calling you "boy"? You seemed quite uncomfortable when I called you that.

‘How did he…? Nevermind’

Ruin - I use "He/They/It". Please don't call me “boy” . I highly dislike it.

Sven - Of course, I apologize for disrespecting your boundaries and just calling you that, without asking first. I just assumed since most daycare attendants seem to prefer the masculine gender. But now I will not commit the same mistake again. I'm sorry.

Saying that Ruin was surprised was understandable, but they were shocked. Looks like they were underestimating this man. He’s indeed kind, a “normal” (If those guys have anything of normal) creator would have just called them a “dramatic piece of trash”, if they dared to whine about it.

Ruin - It's okay. Thank you.

Sven - Of course, I don't want any alternative version of my children to feel uncomfortable about themselves, considering that most of my diferent versions aren't that... nice…

‘Wait. Did he just call him?…’

Ruin - Don't call me that.

Sven - What?

Ruin - One… of your children.

Sven - Oh… Of course. I apologize again.

Ruin - No need to apologize. You did nothing wrong on purpose. I just... don't like it.

Sven - ... Do you... wanna talk about it?

Ruin - ...

Ruin - No.

Ruin sounded a little more rude than he wanted.

Sven - It's okay. Now do you still want the tea and biscuits?

Ruin - Uh? Oh yes. That would be lovely.

Sven - I'm gonna go get it, you can make yourself comfortable.

  When Sven walked out of the room, Ruin went immediately to the computers, to find what Nexus wanted.

While waiting for it to download on the USB, that Nexus gave to them, they noticed some pictures on the computer screen. It was pictures of Sven's family members. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. All decorated like the person in the picture. 'Looks like he really values his... family."

  Then, looking next to the computer, they saw a portrait. Of a family of five, two adults and three kids. They recognized three people there. Sven, his partner and… Andrew. 'Was he one of his children in this universe?' They wondered. Suddenly, with a little "bip!", the download was completed, so they took the USB, and came back down stairs, setting themselves on one of the chairs of the table, the place had. Soon, Sven was walking back to the room, with tea and biscuits in his hands.

Sven - Hello again! I came back, Is everything okay?

Ruin - Oh yes! Everything’s just fine!

Sven - I'm glad about that! Now, i only had mint tea, do you like it or do you want me to do something else?

Ruin stopped a little. They really souldn't stay longer, but a little rest wouldn't hurt. 'They really needed it'

Ruin - Anything is just fine for me.

Sven - Alright then.

While Sven served the tea, Ruin saw his thoughts wander back to those pictures. How happy everyone looked. 'And how they wish that there was one with them'. They were jealous, but the'll never admit it out loud. They were also kinda content with how much respect they were treated today. You don't deserve it, you abomination. But that didn't make things better for him.

Noticing Ruin's silence, Sven asked.

Sven - Are you alright, Ruin?

Ruin - Uh? Yes, quite alright, now, my first question: Do you have any family members or do you just live here alone?

Sven noticed they were lying, but decided to play along.

Sven - Oh yes! I actually do have a family. Sun, Moon and Earth are my oldest children, then I have Mercury, the one I talked about with you, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune and recently I've been building Pluto.

Ruin - Wow! All the planets , Sun and Moon!? But why Pluto too? Isn't it no longer considered a planet?

Sven - Please don't make me laugh, I don't believe in NASA.

Ruin chuckled at the shenanigans of the old man.

Ruin - Alright then, so how are they?

Sven - Quite alright, besides the occasional death threats, My children are doing wonderful.

‘Oh… that i didn't expect’

Sven - To be quite honest I'm also planning on building the entire solar system.

Ruin - Jesus, are you sure you gonna conquer that before your death?

Sven - Well, I do have some nano machines helping my body stay intact, but when I get satisfied with everything I've done, I'll let myself die.

Ruin - Fair enough. You... look like a great parent. 'Better than a lot of others.'

Sven - Oh well, thank you.

Then, Ruin stopped for a moment and remembered why he was here.

Ruin - I should go now. 

Sven - Are you sure? Don't you want to stay more?

Ruin - No… I really should go.

‘ Or Nexus would break me apart’

Ruin - It was a lovely talk and I'm sorry for wasting your time, but now I should give my goodbye and let the curtains close.

Ruin said, while standing up, already turning around to go.

Sven - Well, if you say so. Goodbye Ruin, I hope to see you again, someday.

They stopped in their tracks…

Ruin - …

And turned around.

Ruin - Goodbye Sven, I hope to see you again.

'If i don't die, before that'.

Then, they turned around, opened a portal and left.

Sven - Did you hear that Moon? 

Moon - Yeah I did, I'm surprised he didn't try anything.

Something Ruin didn't know is that Moon was on a call with Sven.

Sven - Actually, they did steal some documents on my Sun and Moon designs.

Moon - Wait, what?! Why did you let him do that?!

Sven - Well, first, I have hundreds of copies of their designs and second, if they try anything, I know how to protect my children.

Moon - *Sighs*Alright then, I'll trust your word.

Sven - I'll admit, they're quite a well educated fella.

Moon - He literally punched me, in the face, when we first met.

Sven - Oh, well.

Moon - What do you mean “Oh, well”!?

Sven - Oh well.

Moon - Uh? You know what? Bye Sven, see ya.

Sven - Goodbye Moon, have a graceful day.

Creator notes: I honestly don't know how to feel about this fic. This is my first time writing a whole story in english, which isn't my first language, so i got the internet's help, but i still like it? I guess? Idk. Hope you guys enjoy.

Also, there is some headcannons in here so, yeah.

Bonus picture of my personal Ruin design:

[theweirdoinurhouse]

Hi

I would like to say something. I'm not Barbie. I'm not Ken.

I'm Allan.

(This was funnier in my head, I'm saying I'm non-binary)

[rika-mortis]

Headcanon: Deep down they both want to be their fairy godparent/godkid again after losing them, but don't believe they deserve each other and feel like they aren't worthy to be their companion anymore

They both need counseling and therapy as a whole package

[bixels]

The Ryoko Kui interview's reception is such a disaster over a pretty normal (yet still flawed) interview between a non-Japanese fan and Japanese artistic. This is discourse for discourse's sake, and it's no surprise that almost every Twitter user I've looked at who's using this interview to parade Kui around as a goated mangaka standing strong against Western ideology is anti-trans.

Like, I do think the interview was kinda wonky with its focus on fandom culture, which Kui clearly didn't have much interest in. But sometimes that happens. Sometimes interactions between two people, especially a fan and a creator, two people who view and interact with a piece of media in completely opposite perspectives, don't click. Does this really need to get blown up into a "West vs. East culture war" issue.

Anyways, Kui saying "I don't consider my audience's interpretations when writing. I leave it to their imaginations, but I have my own read on things too" is the healthiest, most normal thing an artist/writer who wants a non-parasocial audience could say. Artists and writers use this line all the time. If Kui didn't enjoy autistic Laius or Farcille headcanons, she would have probably voiced/signalled her discomfort, like she did on the topic of Senshi fanservice. Overall, Kui handled the interview really well. Props to her to sticking to her guns and keeping a healthy disconnect from the fandom. While I think the interviewer could've/should've been more tactful and restrained, the flaws in their questions is not a symptom of the woke mind virus trying to wriggle its way into the pure Japanese psyche. It's the sign of an over-eager fan who sees a piece of fiction differently than its creator.

[seiya-starsniper]

what do you mean that's not how this scene went

[theecholegend]

look at this high quality video of Fours Minish transformation!

[serpentface]

Omg, is there any more about Odonii battlefield performance?

Faiza giving a full battlefield performance, which includes grimacing, sinister looks, letting out terrifying war cries, and banging on her shield with her dagger's pommel. She's wearing a full set of armor, which is functional but highly decorative. A squire will be present somewhere nearby to carry the rest of her weaponry.

As mentioned in the other post, Odonii generally do not actually Participate in fighting. Their perpetual armament and training to correctly Use this armament has predominantly symbolic functions, with their bodies as vessels for state and military empowerment and integrity.

Their normal role on the battlefield is:

a) Spiritual protection for their associated warriors and intimidation of enemies.

Their role is partially to be the ‘guardian lion’ figure in human form, their presence and performance in of itself is considered metaphysically protective. This guardian lion nature is played up and reinforced with their dress and behavior- they wear lion skins over their armor, paint their faces red to obscure human features, perform war cries tailored to sound inhuman (not like lions, just a very shrill and frightening sound). They perform ‘frenzied’ movements that intend to evoke an enraged animal- pacing, banging on their shields, biting their weapons/shields, baring teeth, exaggerated glances that emphasize the whites of their eyes, etc. This can be a disturbing sight- reassuring to their allies who know a frightening spiritual guardian figure is on their side, and demoralizing to an enemy (the latter especially in conjunction with common beliefs that Odonii are witches/shapeshifters)

b) A motivating factor to get the men to fight more bravely.

This is partly out of religious belief (you will probably be a little bolder if you feel reassurance that God is very much present and on your side, via Its priestesses), partly out of esteem for the order (you are highly motivated to perform for their recognition and protect them from harm). In a way, their role on the battlefield is the Least masculinized aspect of their performance- they are in part there to remind men of their mothers, wives, and daughters, who they are supposed to be the protectors of and whose benefit they are ultimately (at least deemed to be) fighting for.

In some cases, this is taken to a (cultural relative) extreme wherein they will expose their breasts towards their own men as a part of battlefield performance, in the form of a supplicatory gesture (bearing the breasts and thumping on the chest with a fist). (The Odomache’s nude body should never be publicly seen under any circumstances, limited and controlled exposure by Odonii Can be appropriate). Breasts are not sexualized in this cultural sphere, but are not treated as neutral body parts either, instead having values of motherly nurturing and feminine vulnerability projected onto them. Odonii showing tits will be a DISTINCT reminder of the ‘vulnerable female’ elements that the men should be protecting, and can be highly motivating (especially in the context of a figure who is otherwise behaviorally ‘masculinized’, it’s jarring and can have useful emotional impact).

c) General spiritual leadership (in connection to a & b).

Weapons dances are an aspect of military training and the kagnoma odo dance is always performed prior to conventional battles, Odonii lead these dances. This has multifacted functions- it is believed to spiritually bless the troops, it is a means of practicing with weaponry/limbering up, it is a psychological rallying point and good for morale, and it may intimidate your enemy who can see it happening from a distance (by displaying readiness/eagerness to battle, good discipline, unity, and physical might). Odonii also perform personalized blessings of soldiers, weapons, and armor.

c) Filling gaps in the command structure or acting as commanders

Odonii are involved in strategic meetings, and ones who receive battlefield roles are very well studied in military tactics. As a matter of technicality, their commands to the body of Imperial Wardi troops do not override those of generals or other ranking soldiers (though they will often be deferred to regardless), but they can fill in gaps in the command structure in case of death of high ranking soldiers or if lines become scattered and communication breaks down.

Additionally, there are two elite warrior orders presided over by the Odonii priesthood (the rest answer directly to the Usoma's court appointed general), with senior Odonii as their commanders and the Odomache as their general. (This is one of many political tension points between the priesthood and monarchy, given that the Odonii have managed to get themselves about 200 high skill, firearm'ed warriors that are separate from the normal military structure, only as loyal to the Usoma as their current general is, and Very beloved among the public so you can't just like, outright kill or disarm this very obvious threat.)

d) A strategic flexing of eastern seaway honorable combat norms

Conventions of honorable warfare have broad commonalities across the eastern seaway peoples, one of which is that noncombatants (by default- women, girls, prepubsecent boys, unarmed elderly men) are not legitimate targets in the normal process of open war (but are fair game in contexts like sieges when a foe has refused to surrender on behalf of their population). Odonii being armed throws a wrinkle into this - they are still effectively ‘noncombatants’ by virtue of being women, but if they actually Engage in fighting they do present a threat that could be justifiably neutralized.

If they do not actually Use their arms they are not legitimate targets, and an enemy concerned with honorable combat will have to work around their presence (or risk social/retaliatory consequences if he does not). They are thus effectively human shields- at the very least introducing an additional layer of difficulties for an opponent to navigate, and sometimes actively putting their bodies between their men and their opponents.

e) as a factor of D, potential mediator figures.

When in conventional battles, Odonii on losing sides are usually expected to allow themselves to be captured without resistance. They stand a very high chance of being taken alive and remaining unharmed due to a combination of factors- baseline honorable warfare practices (which are ABSOLUTELY not always followed, but at least Influence behavior), fears of material consequences in retribution for harming the priestess, fears of spiritual consequences for harming a potentially powerful witch, knowledge that releasing an Odonii unscathed may give the captors a better negotiating position down the line, or knowledge that an Odonii is a very valuable hostage and can make for a good bargaining chip.

Because of this element, captured Odonii are expected to perform mediation roles, negotiate the release of hostages, carry messages from their captors, or bravely tolerate hostage conditions (ideally while gaining intelligence on their captors)

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Odonii very, very rarely actually participate in combat (and are in fact not Supposed To in the vast majority of circumstances).

They are, however, fairly well equipped for it. Their perpetual armament is symbolic in nature, but its intended function of empowering their bodies and the state by proxy additionally requires them to know how to Use It. They are trained and regularly drill and engage in mock battles in each of their key weapons/defensive combinations (sword, sword and shield, spear, spear and shield, longgun, handgun) and are expected to be adept at their use. Odonii who attend battlefields, while not being directly engaged, are still in very high-stress and dangerous environments and will have to learn to stay calm and collected under duress. All this doesn't mean every Odonii would be a skilled warrior in an actual combat situation (given that most will have no experience fighting someone who is actually trying to Kill Them), but it does mean they have enough technical skill and mental fortitude to stand a decent chance.

The only times where they are SUPPOSED to actively engage is when a battle is deemed as an existential struggle and is being lost (in practice, the main context for this is a siege), or losing against a foe deemed so thoroughly depraved that they won’t even slightly follow wartime conventions. The idea in these situations is that they are most likely already doomed, and that they should die protecting their people in battle.

Wardi history is filled with stories of Odonii fighting and dying in desperate conflicts (particularly against Imperial Bur), but this is at least Partly historical revisionism (there WERE some women in proto-Odonii roles involved in these conflicts, but these retellings project the modern Odonii order onto its multiple progenitor practices).

Odonii are frequently present on battlefields, but there are only two major instances of modern era Odonii participating in battle as full combatants, both involving conflict with Finnerich

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The fully modern incarnation of the order can be defined as starting in the late period of Burri occupation, in which multiple Wardi city-states and kingdoms allied against a common foe, and the separate progenitors of the Odonii tradition began to coelesce into a single practice. These alliances were mostly dropped after Burri withdrawal, and the immediate post-withdrawal period was a chaotic scrambling to politically stabilize and assert old territorial claims- thus most Wardi states resumed hostile or indifferent relations with one another. (The one exception is that Wardin and Ephennos remained allied, which shortly would become a Big Deal). Forms of early Odonii now existed throughout most of these states, just not united under a single banner.

The city of Godsmouth was blockaded and besieged by Finnerich during this period (taking advantage of its historical rival’s weakness in the political chaos of de-occupation and hoping to capture or at least maim the city), and some of these early Odonii were involved in this conflict and are known to have engaged.

Godsmouth was a rival to its neighboring states more than anything else- there was little reason for others to send aid in the conflict, and it was left to fend for itself. It was and is a heavily fortified city, and thus the siege lasted for months, with the strategy turning to starving the population out rather than the risky maneuver of throwing troops at well-defended gates to force entry. The Finn forces never managed to breach the inner walls, but were very successful at starving the city's population, raiding its farmlands and villages, and destroying its ports and capturing or burning its ships, all with minimal casualties on their side.

The strategy of the siege finally turned to a risky push to breach and capture the city (due to Finnerich’s own dwindling resources and logistical difficulties in restocking due to storms at sea, and news that an allied Wardin and Ephennos had, in an unprecedented move, been persuaded to send reinforcements (in return for Godsmouth's sworn fealty and absorption into their alliance)), and Finn forces succeeded in breaking through the outer walls. This developed into a very dramatic standoff in which the remaining warriors and/or civilians of Godsmouth attempted to fend off the attack long enough for reinforcements to arrive (which would take days by sea).

Odonii are very famously known to have fully engaged in this stretch of the conflict on the front lines, as it represented an existential threat to the city-state (it’s a fortified settlement, if it was captured, reinforcements would not matter). Some of the recountings are distinctly fanciful (describing Odonii and noblemen leading Siege Of Helms Deep style khaitback charges into masses of enemies, or SWEARING that one of them actually did turn into a lion and ripped apart a hundred Finns before she succumbed to her wounds). An At Least Partially True Story With Exaggerated Elements of the final days of the siege describes the Odonii priestess Hibrides Odiboe rallying a group of elderly men into battle by baring her breasts and scratching deep, bleeding wounds into her chest, declaring herself as 'your mothers, your wives, your daughters, and look how I bleed while you hide behind your walls and wait to die.' While accounts have fantastical elements, it is factual that Odonii priestesses fought and died defending the city's inner walls, notably filling command positions left vacant by slain or starved leaders and rallying citizens to the front lines.

The end of the siege was ultimately a pyrrhic victory for Godsmouth- the city was never actually taken but its population was starved and riddled with disease, its farmlands were burned, and its ports were destroyed. Finnerich forces retreated before reinforcements arrived after failing to break through the inner walls in time, but had succeeded in most objectives of severely wounding their historical enemy. It has been a source of collective trauma in Godsmouth since that point (it is now out of living memory, but vivid stories remain of seeing the dead eaten by dogs and the starving eating the dogs that ate the dead, watching family members succumb to disease and starvation, all while hearing the sounds of fighting draw closer and closer with no reason to believe that any help would ever come), but ultimately recontextualized as a victory, a turning point in the arc of modern history. (The Wardin-Ephennos-Godsmouth alliance, which formed in full as a result of this conflict, would become the triple state that conquered the rest of the region and formed Imperial Wardin).

The direct participation of Odonii in this conflict is heavily played up in the narrative as the order in its purest form as sovereignty incarnate, the priestesses bravely fighting for (what would turn out to be) the beginnings of the Imperial Wardi state. The 11 Odonii who died fighting in the siege have been bestowed sainthood and are memorialized in a series of guardian lion statue-shrines overlooking Godsmouth’s ports (in which their ashes and bones are stored).

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The other instance of modern era Odonii engaging in conflict is significantly less romantic, occurring in the context of the Extremely failed second invasion of Finnerich.

During and after the rout that resulted in the Odomache's capture and killing, it became exceptionally clear to the Imperial Wardi forces that They Were Fucked. The conflict veered with REMARKABLE speed from being an attempt end the state's civil war between the Imperial Wardi-loyalist provincial puppet government and its rebelling northwest population, to a desperate struggle for Wardi forces to get out of Finnerich Alive. At this point it was assumed (fairly accurately) that any defeated party would be summarily executed, so most Odonii present ended up directly engaging in battle. Two are known to have died leading soldiers in a bid to retrieve the Odomache's body, others fought and/or died while defending the retreat.

A few Finn Odonii (women appointed as a local sect of the priesthood after the initial takeover) remained in the capital after the Wardi forces fucked off overseas, and were executed along with the rest of the installed loyalist government and priests (though it's unlikely that they were involved in any fighting, as the provincial government surrendered after the withdrawal).

Odonii veterans of the invading force have not fared well in the aftermath. Most of those who survived the ambush in which the Odomache was captured have ended up committing honorable suicide due to breaking vows in abandoning their leader in retreat, failing to retrieve her body, and/or being assaulted in capture. More have committed (ostensibly ritual, probably emotionally driven) suicide in the years that followed, with the knowledge that their leader's death and defilement and this severing of God's spirit has brought doom upon their land in the form of an unbroken drought and famine, and that they failed to prevent this. The priestess who was captured alive to witness the Odomache's death and released unharmed to report it was the first.

All this has opened some vacancies in the order's leadership, and given things a very somber tone. It is currently in debate as to whether the ones who died on Finn soil (particularly those who died attempting to retrieve their leader's body) should be canonized as saints or if it's a little too soon for all that.

[estrogenism]

Pride flag for people who want to or have cut Crowfeather open and left him to die of infection! Hope you enjoy <3

[crimeronan]

eda and darius are especially hilarious because they are The Same Person. have we ever talked about this. i know i've been thinking about this for Years now and i can't remember if i've actually written any meta about it.

these are both ornery closed-off emotionally repressed adults with 10,000 personal issues and zero social life except for their weird gremlin roommate whom they treat like family even though the weird gremlin roommate is a giant pain in the ass. they both get followed around extensively by literally The Most Annoying Children In The World who refuse to take an "i'm a negligent burnout who should never be responsible for kids" hint until the kids finally manage to be so annoying and so relentless and so genuinely goodhearted that the ornery adult is like FINE. this is my FUCKING CHILD NOW. I GUESS. go on to become the child's mentor and then the child's parent or at least to blur the lines between those two. teach the kid about an area of interest they're hyperfixated on. complain mutinously the entire time they're doing it. constantly talk about how they're going to bed and/or want naps and/or don't want to work. engage in insane rivalries with extremely dangerous people sometimes for thematic plot reasons and sometimes just for the fun of it. can turn into giant really hot monsters made of magic. fail to let anyone in on what they're thinking or feeling or planning even on pain of death. truly both start out as completely miserable burnt-out bastards who then regain the life in their eyes when they start hanging out with their random pseudo-orphaned children with turbo autism.

like. listen to me. They Are The Same Person. you think they aren't because darius looks like this high-fashion super cool spy dude who managed to lead a coven without raising suspicion for 30 years and eda is an alcoholic nightmare lady who sleeps in a nest filled with animal bones and digs through actual trash piles for a living but I NEED EVERYONE TO UNDERSTAND. THEY. ARE. THE. SAAAAME

[pocket-size-cthulhu]

"...and I said, 'I won't.' You know, like a liar."

[madame-helen]

[digital-dulci]

last night I listened to the yosuke social link dialogue that didn't make the cut and I tweaked so hard I started crying

[jupitermelichios]

my favourite sexuality for comic book characters to be is "we made this other character canonically queer because of their relationship with them but for some reason they are still canonically straight"

like wade wilson? mostly canonically queer because of the period where he was married to cable. he was in a queer relationship, so we have to just make him canonically queer. (Yes I know it's not the only reason, I have read all his extremely camp early 00s comics, but lets be real they'd have kept insisting that was all just a joke if it wasn't for Cable and Deadpool).

cable? definitely straight. 100% straight. obviously cable is straight. his relationship with wade is only gay during the & Deadpool, in the Cable part of the book it's very straight. He stands next to a woman sometimes, that's how you can tell it's not gay.

Kitty has, finally, been allowed to come out, but for like a decade, Illyana was canon queer because she dated Kitty, but Kitty was definitely straight and would never date a woman, and no one at marvel thought there was anything weird about that.

[Image Description: a very straight character, interacting with another straight character, in a very believably straight way]

Marvel has way more of these, mostly by virtue of having more queer characters and also chris clairmont (you can never understate the impact of chris clairmont in these matters) but Tim Drake and Kon Kent spring to mind from DC.

I think you could even make a solid argument that 616 Tony and Steve are that, given Tony is out now and Steve, somehow, still isn't.

anyway you don't really get these in any other medium, because they require multiple writers who all wildly disagree with one another to all write the same characters to happen, but i love them, and as much as I want Cable and Kon to come out, I kind of hope this never stops happening in comics, it's just never not funny.

[kaizokunoyume]

💋

[bitternace]

haven't been able to stop thinking about @xi-off's response tags to my sillies on this post. hello.

[id: xion, shown as if taking a selfie, with her left hand in a peace sign. her eyes are closed and she's smiling. behind her are saix and axel, blurred in the distance where Saïx, up in the air, prepares to smash lunatic down into Axel, who leans slightly forward as if daring him slightly out of frame. Overlaid over both, is a screenshot of tumblr user pjackk's post that reads "Can i be sensitive or will i be tackled and killed" Overlaid over xion, are tags that read "(xion selfie) at family counseling with my emotionally trainwrecked divorced dads ✌️😚". The background vaguely resembles the grey area in the world that never was. /end id.]

[ofbreathandflame-archive]

Elain stans have such a weird relationship with Nuala and Cerridwen and I genuinely can't tell if they just choose not to look at the optics of that dynamic or what...