#Pacific Rim cast

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

Now I have to ask- WHY do you hate Pacific Rim?

Okay, fair warning, this is about as bitter and salty and small-minded as day-old caviar. But. My bitter, salty (probably fishy) opinion:

Pacific Rim is only a good movie because it's a well-written story about robots punching monsters.

That's it. That's all there is to the movie.

I started out merely disappointed by Pacific Rim. We went gaga for the preview materials that promised these unique well-rounded character pairs and trios with these idiosyncratic robots from all these different Pacific nations... And then the movie itself is about some bland white American guy who pilots a robot named a racial slur, the second most fleshed-out team is bland white Australian guys, and the Chinese team is there, kind of, in the background, but don't worry they're going to die first. The "character-driven story" turned out to be "various characters take turns punching aliens" but, sure, whatever, I love the MCU so why not.

The day I went from "Pacific Rim is overrated" to "Pacific Rim is the worst thing that has ever happened to human civilization, I'm extremely normal about this" was the day I saw a Tumblr post suggesting we replace the Bechdel test with the Mako Mori test. Because Mako Mori has her own plot and doesn't kiss North Carolina at the end, making her a whole new type of feminist icon.

To which I was like:

We are talking about the same movie here, right? The Pacific Rim that can't even pass the Bechdel test? The Pacific Rim that's all about might-makes-right, the Pacific Rim that has ONE speaking role for ONE female character in its (from IMDB) 50-person cast? The Pacific Rim that repeatedly puts its only female character in danger and has her rescued by first Idris Elba then North Carolina? THAT Pacific Rim?

Is there a different Mako Mori I haven't met? Because the one I've seen a) has a character arc driven by deciding whether to obey her father or follow her heart, which is as inoffensive and stale as an unblessed communion wafer, b) does nothing that Ellen Ripley didn't do 30 years earlier, but with about 5% of the character depth Ripley got, and c) stands there in silence looking sad as two men punch each other over the question of her virtue.

Any post assuming this movie invented the idea of "small Asian woman kicks monster ass" needs to learn its damn history. Especially the ones acting like her being physically small is somehow a feminist bonus. There's something embarrassingly ahistorical about the whole thing.

And look. I get how we got here. I know how easily Tumblr backs you into a rhetorical corner of "calling a story Good can never mean merely 'enjoyable'; calling a story Good must mean 'virtuous'". Until next thing you know you're arguing that actually, shipping Obi-Wan/Darth Vader is a net good for all of society, because gay divorced middle-aged tyrants who use supplemental oxygen and murdered their exes in a custody dispute over the one kid (out of two) they actually care about deserve to see themselves in sci fi too! You only end up in that corner because half the time you're arguing against someone who says that shipping Obi-Wan/Darth Vader is literally the same thing as supporting father-son incest, so your real reasons for shipping them (1. foe yay, 2. old man yaoi) seem wildly insufficient.

Much of what I see about Pacific Rim seems neck-deep in the "it's not allowed to be a Good Movie unless it single-handedly dismantles the patriarchy" fallacy. There's nothing progressive about shipping two dudes best known for chopping off each other's body parts with laser swords. And there's nothing progressive about a movie having its only female character hug the male protagonist at the end instead of kissing him. You're allowed to like a thing just because it's well-made, without acting like a bog-standard normatively-broey action flick somehow invented a new form of feminism. Anyway, "Pacific Rim is a perfectly fine movie" is the hill I will die upon, heretical though it may be.

[drrav3nb]

PACIFIC RIM as a NETFLIX SERIES REBOOT in 2023

- TRAVIS FIMMEL as RALEIGH BECKET

- RINKO KIKUCHI as MAKO MORI

- CHIWETEL EJIOFOR as STACKER PENTECOST

- BENJAMIN BRATT as HANNIBAL CHAU

- TAIKI WAITITI as NEWTON GEISZLER

- RHYS DARBY as HERMANN GOTTLIEB

Credit to @bitchronan for the Netflix templates! These are amazing to use!

[cirnogaming]

charlie day is an absolutely phenomenal actor who is afflicted with the curse of only appearing as the comedic relief

[tlcartist]

I’ve had Iron Widow on my TBR list for like a year and a half. It’s been sitting on my bedside table since I bought it ages ago and I finally started reading it yesterday. I’m most likely going to finish it today so to say that I’m enjoying it is an understatement lmao

I feel so dumb for not reading it sooner. Depression really does suck the joy out of everything huh?

[sweaterkittensahoy]

I can't remember if it was Charlie or Idris who said it was like being on an elliptical for 12 hours at a time, but I DO know it was Charlie who saw Rinko looking serene and content during one of many grueling days and thought, "My god, I have to know how she's so calm."

So, he leaned over and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

To which Rinko replied, "Chocolate and teddy bears."

Actual sets were constructed for the cockpits of the Jaegers. They, along with the rig that controlled them were four stories tall and could drop fifteen feet. Guillermo del Toro described them as “a torture machine.”

Pacific Rim (2013)

[chronalshifts]

i’ve said it before and will say it again. nothing compels me more than a gay little scientist.

[sparrowsabre7]

"It may not be high art but everyone's having too much fun to care" Cinematic Universe

The Mummy (1999) and The Mummy Returns

Men in Black

Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

Kingsman: The Secret Service and Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Pacific Rim

The Man from U.N.C.L.E.

Feel free to add your own. Please note this is not just "any" fun blockbuster, it's a certain subset where it's a bit of a romp, everyone in the cast is having fun and it's just a joy to watch.

[guardianlioness]

For those wondering about my deeply violent descent into Kn8, the series is, essentially, Shonen Genre Pacific Rim Fanfic with:

A Shonen Protagonist in his early 30s who is also a monster shapeshifter

Intergenerational friendships that are presented in a positive and interesting light

A different exploration of the “drifting with a Kaiju” subplot

Very, very little fanservice from the women in the cast and (at time of writing), no focus on romance

Strong undertones of mutual kindness and camaraderie

A villain with really strange motivations

It oozes sincerity and does not try to mock or deconstruct either its source material or its genre. It’s a deeply earnest rework of the ideas presented in Del Toro’s original film with a heavy Shonen flair and less mecha.

In short, it feels like it was custom-written for me.

[pagingdoctorbedlam]

Optionally, bring back the trend of Pacific Rim AUs with all your faves being drift compatible. Platonic, romantic, familial, doesn't matter. Drift Compatibility for EVERYONE.

its pacific rims ten year anniversary remember to leave out cookies and milk for all the kaiju and jaegers

[mirellapryce]

Okay fam, where's the Pacific Rim au? Where's my story about Charles and Edwin being drift compatible? Where's the story where our favourite cast fights or researches monsters coming out of the ocean?

[ayy-junipei]

Why You Should Watch Bang Brave Bang Bravern

An essay by Junipei while they wait for they friends to come online so we can watch episode 3. Some spoilers for episode 1-2 I guess

Reason 1 - It be Nefarious

Ok so let me tell you how I came to actually watch this show. I have a friend who does one of those seasonal anime review podcast things and I was basically helping man go through the bottom of the barrel. Things that were either going to be cute for an episode before its gimmick ran into the ground or just straight up trash. I was the emotional support Juni.

So we boot up Bang Brave Bang Bravern knowing only that it's a generic mecha show with a fucked up name and a bromance thrown in for fun. That's what we thought

THAT'S WHAT WE THOUGHT

We thought things were getting interesting when the aliens showed up. Ok it's not just a gritty anime it's a Pacific Rim Top Gun thing, ok, that's more interesting than what we thought, that's fine.

AND THEN BRAVERN SHOWS UP.

AND WE REALISE THIS ISN'T JUST A GRITTY REALISTIC MECHA. IT GOT COLLIDED WITH A FUCKIN SUPER ROBOT SHOW FROM THE 70s.

I have not had my jaw this dropped since episode 1 of Code Geass. We were played like fiddles bro.

So we watch episode 2, wondering where the hell its going to go from there. IT GOES TO-

Reason 2 - Robot Gay Hell

As a person who enjoys human sized people kissing 10ft tall death machines, I have been starved my entire life. I take what I can get.

So imagine my surprise when the show sets up that Bravern is head over heels in love with his pilot Isami. So much so that he refuses to let anyone else get in that cockpit. Wahey!

It has mostly been played for a joke, that's the one single downside. That's not very sustainable. BUT I am very curious to see where it goes. This leads into-

Reason 3 - Something is UP my Dudes

If the carefully planned bait and switch says anything, it's that the show has a lot more planned up it sleeve. And you see that in allmost every scene. Bravern and the one-dimensional aliens creates a massive tonal dissonance with the original part of the show.

You see, the realistic gritty mecha bit is still playing out like a realistic gritty mecha. Our boy Isami gets waterboarded by the CIA for any info he has on Bravern. Things don't magically get better after Bravern saves the main cast, the Earth is going to shit real fast.

So if you think of Bravern and the aliens in the context of the more realistic part of the show, shit is mighty sus. Are you really going to take man's word that he's a hero here to defeat the bad guys?

It could turn darker, it could turn spicy, or it could sustain the show past the "gimmick turns stale real quick" problem anime has these days.

If you've made it this far good job soldier, now get out there and make me some gott damnged robot yaoi. I HAVE STARVED FOR 20 YEARS FOR THIS CONTENT. GIVE IT- GIVE IT OT ME NOW

[shiorihyugawrites]

The Devil's Bride

Aurora Jaeger, Eren's long-lost childhood friend, was taken from him when they were children. After years of suffering under Marleyan control, Aurora is reunited with Eren while he’s undercover in Marley, igniting a bond neither of them expected. Despite her gentle nature, Aurora breaks her vow of pacifism to save Eren’s life, solidifying their deep connection. Secretly married before the Raid on Liberio, Aurora is swept into Eren's world of chaos and destruction. As the Scouts learn of her existence, tensions rise on the airship home. Mikasa’s heart shatters, and Levi demands answers. And Eren will stop at nothing to protect the only light left in his dark world—his bride, Aurora.

In this journey of love, loyalty, and war, Aurora must reconcile her innocent heart with the brutal reality of the man she loves, while Eren faces the truth of what he’s become. (Eren x OC)

Chapter Thirty Five

The morning sun was muted behind gray clouds, casting a pale light over the Tybur family mansion. The estate, which once stood as a symbol of Marleyan grandeur, bore the scars of war. Broken windows were hastily boarded up, and scorch marks marred the ivory stone walls. The grounds were eerily silent, save for the occasional shuffle of servants and guards working to restore the property after the Liberio raid.

Zeke Yeager walked up the cobblestone path toward the mansion, his footsteps heavy. His Beast Titan powers made him a figure of fear and respect, but today he felt neither. His mind was clouded with questions, doubts, and a flicker of something he rarely allowed himself to feel—hope. He needed answers, and there was only one place he could think of to get them.

When Zeke reached the front door, one of the Tybur guards, a young soldier with a nervous energy, blocked his path. “The lady of the house is not accepting visitors,” the guard said, his voice wavering as he looked up at the towering figure before him.

Zeke’s gaze bore into the man, unblinking and cold. “She’ll see me,” he said simply.

The guard hesitated, then stepped aside, opening the heavy oak door. Zeke entered without a word, his boots echoing against the marble floors of the grand foyer. The air inside was heavy with the scent of dust and grief.

Mrs. Tybur was seated in the parlor, a black shawl draped over her shoulders as she sipped tea from a delicate porcelain cup. Her face was pale and drawn, and her red-rimmed eyes betrayed sleepless nights. Mourning hung over her like a shroud, and the faint chatter of her children in another room did little to lift the somber atmosphere.

When a servant whispered in her ear that Zeke Yeager had come to see her, she almost dropped her cup. Her hands trembled as she set it down, her breath quickening. The Beast Titan? Here?

Moments later, Zeke stepped into the room. His presence was as imposing as ever, his steely eyes scanning the room before settling on her. Mrs. Tybur rose shakily to her feet, clutching the shawl around her as though it could shield her from the weight of his gaze.

“Mr. Jeager,” she began, her voice polite but strained. “To what do I owe this… visit?”

Zeke wasted no time. “I need to know about Aurora Jaeger.”

Mrs. Tybur blinked in surprise, her confusion momentarily overriding her fear. “Aurora… Jaeger?” she repeated. The name hung in the air like a fragile thread.

Zeke nodded, his expression unyielding. “I’ve recently learned that she was once part of your household. A slave.”

Mrs. Tybur hesitated, her brow furrowing. “Yes, that’s true. She and her mother worked here many years ago. But why would you—”

“What do you know about her?” Zeke interrupted, his tone sharp. “Everything. Don’t leave anything out.”

Mrs. Tybur sank back into her chair, her fingers twisting the edge of her shawl. She seemed to be gathering her thoughts, her eyes distant as she spoke. “Aurora… She was a quiet girl. Always polite, always kept her head down. She disappeared one day, and we assumed she had run off. But… she married Eren Jaeger?” Her voice wavered, disbelief coloring her words. “How is that possible?”

Zeke said nothing, letting her continue.

“She was a kind girl,” Mrs. Tybur went on, her voice tinged with sadness. “But I never understood why my husband and his parents treated her and her mother so poorly. Nadia was… frail. She fell ill, and despite everything, Aurora took care of her until the end. When her mother passed, Aurora was left all alone.”

“What was her mother’s name?” Zeke pressed, his voice low.

Mrs. Tybur hesitated, her eyes searching his face. “Her name was… Nadia.”

The name struck Zeke like a thunderbolt. His breath hitched, and he froze in place. Nadia Fritz. It was a name he had heard before, spoken in the hushed, wistful tones of his mother, Dina.

“I had a younger cousin who I loved so much,” Dina had once told Zeke, long ago. “Nadia was like a sister to me. We were inseparable when we were young. But then… we were separated. She was sent away.”

Zeke’s hands curled into fists at his sides as the realization dawned on him. Aurora Jaeger was a Fritz. A direct descendant of the royal bloodline. That was why she had appeared in the Paths. 

Mrs. Tybur noticed the shift in Zeke’s demeanor and tilted her head. “Why… why do you ask about her, Mr. Jeager? What does Aurora have to do with any of this?”

Zeke’s jaw tightened, his mind racing. He couldn’t tell her everything—not yet. “That’s none of your concern,” he said curtly. “Is there anything else you remember about her? Anything at all?”

Mrs. Tybur shook her head slowly, her expression troubled. “Only that… my husband, Willy, was desperate to find her after she disappeared. He used every resource at his disposal. I never understood why he cared so much. She was just a… servant girl.”

No, Zeke thought grimly. She was never just a servant girl. She was a pawn in Willy’s game.

“Thank you,” Zeke said abruptly, turning to leave.

“Wait,” Mrs. Tybur called after him, rising from her chair. “Why are you asking about her? What is going on?”

Zeke paused at the door, glancing back over his shoulder. His eyes were shadowed, his expression unreadable. “That’s for me to know,” he said, his voice cold. And then he was gone, leaving Mrs. Tybur standing alone in the parlor, her tea long forgotten.

As Zeke walked away from the towering Tybur mansion, his expression remained composed, but his mind was ablaze with what he had just learned. Every step echoed with the weight of revelation. Aurora Jaeger was a member of the royal family—his second cousin. There was no room for doubt anymore.

He adjusted his coat against the chill, his breath visible in the crisp air. His thoughts circled back to his younger brother, Eren. Does Eren even know about her bloodline? Zeke’s lips pressed into a thin line. Of course, he knows. He has to.

From the intelligence Marley had gathered, it was painfully clear how much Eren cared for Aurora. That man had always been reckless in his actions but deeply loyal to those he held dear. If Eren knew about Aurora’s royal heritage, he would do everything in his power to keep it hidden. Not even his closest comrades would know.

Zeke frowned. Keeping a secret like that came with immense risk, but Eren had always been willing to gamble with everything. Still, what’s his endgame? What does he plan to do with that knowledge?

But Zeke's thoughts didn’t stop at his brother. His mind shifted back to the Tyburs themselves—Willy, their parents, and the mysterious plans they had crafted. Why did they keep Aurora’s lineage a secret? Why not share it with Marley’s top brass?

The answer clicked into place, and Zeke’s eyes darkened as the pieces of the puzzle fit together. It wasn’t for Marley’s benefit—it was for their own.

The Tyburs were meticulous, always ten steps ahead, maneuvering through the political landscape like master tacticians. They were the only Eldian family in Marley to hold power, and they ensured they retained it by manipulating both sides of the conflict. Aurora’s existence was part of their calculated plan. Zeke could see it clearly now.

They had kept her bloodline hidden even from their closest allies in Marley. Why? Because Aurora wasn’t just an asset; she was a contingency. A backup plan.

They groomed her, Zeke thought grimly, trained her to be the perfect submissive servant, the obedient slave who would never question their commands. Aurora’s role in their grand scheme was clear now: when Marley eventually captured the Founding Titan, Aurora was to be the vessel to consume it.

The Tyburs’ plan had been ingenious. With her royal blood and the Founding Titan’s power, Aurora would become an unparalleled weapon—a slave with the ability to wield the full might of the Founder under their control. It would have solidified the Tyburs’ dominance, not just in Marley but over the entire world.

Zeke let out a bitter chuckle, shaking his head. But it didn’t work out that way, did it? Instead of becoming the perfect tool for their ambitions, Aurora had slipped through their fingers. She had fallen in love with—and married—the very man she was destined to devour.

The irony is almost poetic, Zeke mused, his expression softening into a faint smirk. The Tyburs’ grand design had crumbled before their eyes, all because of a twist of fate.

The faint sound of distant activity in the streets of Liberio brought Zeke back to the present. He sighed, his breath fogging the air as he resumed walking. His boots crunched against the gravel road, each step steady and deliberate. The weight of this new knowledge pressed on him, but it also sparked something else—a sense of urgency.

Aurora Jaeger, he thought, the Tyburs’ failure, and Eren’s hidden weapon.

He needed to act carefully. This revelation about Aurora’s bloodline could shift the balance of power, but only if wielded correctly. Zeke knew that Eren wouldn’t share his plans easily. His little brother had always been stubborn, and this secret was likely buried deep.

But I’ll find a way to uncover it, Zeke resolved. And when I do, it will change everything.

As the Tybur mansion disappeared behind him, Zeke’s mind remained locked on the road ahead. Each step carried him closer to a confrontation with Eren—a meeting where truths would be laid bare, and the future of their people would be decided.

But the darkened roads and the occasional flicker of a streetlamp did nothing to still his thoughts. The sound of his boots against the cobblestone echoed in the silence, but Zeke barely noticed.

Aurora had accessed the Paths.

That alone was extraordinary. She wasn’t a Titan Shifter, yet she had stood in the heart of the Coordinate—a place only accessible to those tied to the Founding Titan. Zeke himself had been there before, briefly, but only because he bore the Beast Titan and had the bloodline to activate the Founder's power in conjunction with Eren.

But Aurora? She had no Titan power. Her only link to the Paths was her royal lineage and her contact with Eren, the Founding Titan's wielder.

It wasn’t supposed to work like that.

Zeke’s brow furrowed as he approached his home. He remembered the lessons Tom Ksaver had imparted to him all those years ago. Mr. Ksaver, a titan researcher and Zeke’s mentor, had shared everything he’d learned about the mysterious Paths. According to Ksaver, the Paths connected all Eldians to one another. They flowed through time and space, branching out from a single point—the Coordinate.

It was said that the Founder, Ymir Fritz, resided there, at the very center of the Paths. She was the architect of their curse, the one who had bound Eldians to the Titans’ power.

Zeke’s understanding of the Paths was limited, even with Ksaver’s knowledge. He knew that access to the Paths wasn’t casual. It required the Founder’s power, either through the bloodline or the Titan itself. The other option was being brought there by a higher force.

And that’s where Zeke’s unease grew.

Aurora hadn’t wandered into the Paths accidentally. Someone—or something—had brought her there. The most likely explanation sent chills through him: Ymir Fritz herself had sought Aurora out.

Zeke paused mid-step, his breath visible in the cold night air. Why would Ymir Fritz bring Aurora to the Paths?

His mind raced through possibilities. Was Aurora meant to play some role in Ymir’s ancient plan? If so, what was that plan? Zeke clenched his jaw, the unease settling deep in his gut.

The idea that the Founder herself had reached out to Aurora was terrifying. Ymir Fritz was an enigmatic figure, shrouded in legend and myth. Even Ksaver, with all his research, couldn’t piece together the full truth of her existence. What Zeke did know, however, was that Ymir was a being of immense power and sorrow, bound to the Titans for over two millennia. Her will shaped the Paths and the fate of every Eldian.

Zeke resumed walking, his steps heavier now. If Ymir Fritz was reaching out to Aurora, it could mean only one thing: she had a purpose for her.

But what purpose? Zeke rubbed his temples as the theories swirled in his mind. Could Ymir see Aurora as a savior, someone who could undo the curse of the Titans? Or was she being drawn into a far darker role—one that could exacerbate the conflict between Marley and Paradis?

Zeke reached the door to his home and leaned against it for a moment, staring into the darkness of the night. Aurora’s involvement made her a wildcard, a factor he hadn’t accounted for in his grand plan. And if Eren knew about Aurora’s connection to the Paths—or worse, if Eren was deliberately hiding it—then Zeke’s entire strategy could be in jeopardy.

“Why now, Ymir?” Zeke murmured under his breath, his voice barely audible. “What do you want from her?”

He opened the door and stepped into the quiet warmth of his temporary home. For the first time in years, Zeke felt an unease he couldn’t shake. Ymir Fritz’s will had remained dormant for centuries, confined to the Paths. If she was beginning to act now, it could signal a shift—a change in the balance of power.

Zeke poured himself a glass of water and sat down at the small table in the corner of the room. His thoughts were relentless. He had spent his entire life building his plan to save Eldians from their cursed existence, but now, Aurora Jaeger—his second cousin, a woman he had never met—was at the center of a mystery that could upend everything.

He took a slow sip, his mind focused on a single question.

What was Ymir Fritz planning with Aurora Jaeger?

…

The room was quiet, save for Aurora’s frantic breathing as she continued to describe her experience. She clung to Eren’s shirt, her eyes wide and teary, her voice trembling as she recounted every detail.

“I swear, Eren,” Aurora insisted, her words tumbling over each other in a rush. “It wasn’t just a dream! I—I was in this place… it was dark, but the sky wasn’t really a sky. It was like… like it was alive, and there was this huge tree in the center with these glowing lines stretching out everywhere.”

Eren’s breath hitched. The Coordinate.

He didn’t interrupt her, though his jaw tightened. Aurora was describing the very place he had accessed when he made contact with Dina Fritz’s Titan—a place only those with ties to the Founding Titan and royal blood could reach.

Aurora continued, her hands trembling as she spoke. “And then… there was the same little ghost girl. She was staring at me like before, but this time, she was so close. She… she touched my forehead, and suddenly, it was like I wasn’t myself anymore. I was taller, stronger, but I wasn’t… me. There was this woman talking to me, and there was a mirror—”

Her voice broke slightly, and Eren placed his hands on her shoulders to steady her.

“What did you see in the mirror?” he asked, his tone low and controlled, though his mind was racing.

Aurora’s eyes flicked to his, searching for something—validation, understanding, anything. “It wasn’t me. I was… I was a man, Eren. Tall, with long blonde hair and a beard. And he looked… he looked a little like you.”

Eren’s heart stopped.

Zeke.

His expression must have changed, because Aurora’s panic seemed to lessen, replaced by cautious curiosity. “Eren? Do you… do you know what this means?”

He couldn’t respond right away. His mind was spinning, connecting the dots faster than he could process them. Aurora wasn’t hallucinating. Somehow, she had accessed the Paths and—more disturbingly—entered Zeke’s body.

“Eren?” Aurora’s voice cracked, her fingers gripping his shirt tightly. “Please, say something. I’m not going crazy, am I?”

“No,” Eren finally said, though his voice was strained. “You’re not crazy.”

Aurora’s shoulders sagged in relief, though Eren’s grip on her tightened as he struggled to keep his emotions in check.

“How did you… How did this happen, Aurora? Did anything—anything unusual happen before this dream?”

She hesitated, her gaze dropping to her hands, which rested protectively over her stomach. “The girl. She… she touched me, Eren. On my forehead, like I said. I don’t know who she is or why she keeps appearing, but… she’s not just some ghost, is she?”

Eren shook his head. “No, she’s not. I think…I think you may have made contact with the founder.”

Aurora froze, her breath hitching sharply. “The Founder? The one you told me about? The first Titan?”

Eren nodded slowly, his voice grim. “If she brought you into the Paths, it means she’s trying to tell you something… or show you something.” He hesitated before adding, “But there’s more. The man you saw in the mirror—that was Zeke.”

“Zeke?” Aurora echoed, confused.

“My half-brother,” Eren explained, his voice darkening. “He’s the Beast Titan and the only other person who can help me activate the Founder’s power.”

Aurora’s brow furrowed as she processed his words. “So… why would I end up in his body? And does he know? Could he see me?”

“I don’t know,” Eren admitted, his frustration evident. “But if he did, he might start piecing things together. And if he figures out…” He trailed off, his fists clenching at the thought.

“Figures out what?” Aurora asked softly, her voice laced with concern.

Eren’s gaze shifted to her, his expression unreadable. “That you have royal blood.”

The words hit Aurora like a punch to the gut. Her eyes widened, her hands instinctively flying to her stomach as she tried to comprehend the weight of what he’d just said. 

“There’s no other explanation,” Eren interrupted, his voice tight. “Only someone with royal blood could access the Paths like you did. And if Zeke figures that out, he’ll know you’re more than just my wife.”

Aurora’s lips parted in shock, her mind struggling to keep up. “Eren… I don’t understand. Why would he care about me having royal blood?”

Eren stood, pacing the room as his frustration mounted. “Because it makes you a threat, Aurora. Or worse, a tool. If Marley finds out, if Zeke even suspects it, they’ll stop at nothing to use you for their own plans.”

Aurora stood as well, though her knees felt weak. “So what do we do? Eren, I don’t want to be part of their war—I just want to protect our child.”

Eren stopped pacing and turned to her, his green eyes blazing with determination. “Then we keep this between us. No one else can know, not even Levi or Mikasa. If Zeke doesn’t already know, we’ll make sure he never finds out.”

Aurora nodded, though fear still lingered in her eyes. “And if he does know?”

Eren stepped closer, cupping her face in his hands. His touch was firm yet gentle, grounding her in the chaos of their reality. “If he knows, then I’ll deal with him. I’ll protect you, Aurora. No matter what.”

Tears welled in her eyes, and she leaned into his touch, drawing strength from his resolve. But deep down, both of them knew that the storm ahead was only growing stronger. And Ymir Fritz, the Founder, had just made their path even more perilous.

~

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Hermann Gottlieb: Consulting Detective

Category + Rating: M/M (Mature)

Relationships: Newton Geiszler / Hermann Gottlieb  (Pacific Rim)

Tags: 

Alternate Universe - Sherlock Holmes setting but with Pacific Rim characters; Alternate Universe - Historical; Alternate Universe - Victorian; Alternate Universe - Detectives; First Meetings; Developing Relationship; Passionate and Fascinating Exchange of Letters; Slow Build; Slow Burn; Getting Together; Pining; Falling In Love; Eventual Relationships; Mystery; Murder Mystery; Action/Adventure; Adventure & Romance; 221B Baker Street; Eventual Happy Ending

Summary: When Hermann Gottlieb, the world’s only consulting detective, receives a letter from American doctor Newton Geiszler, their correspondence sparks the joint investigation of a series of happenings that take them into the fog shrouded world of the capital’s criminal underbelly. A Pacific Rim adventure mystery set in the gas-lit streets of Victorian London.

The First Arc: Chapter One: Prelude: The Arrival of the American Doctor

Chapter Summary: Dr. Newton Geiszler arrives to London from America to meet his correspondent of three years, Hermann Gottlieb.

[elissiya]

I hate being a nerd cause what do you mean i have to link my support cast of ultra niche characters to literally anything I’m currently doing. Why am i sitting here watching pacific rim going: “hmm, i wonder what kind of jaegers the cast of the captive prince trilogy would fight in.” OR if im I’m watching house of the dragon: “oh Damen would totally be Vermithor’s rider and Tessarion would be bonded with Aimeric.” (I have a list in my notes app thanks for asking). LIKE GIRL SHUT UP YOU HAVE CLASSES TOMORROW.

[frogfacey]

I'm on that "does this media like women?" poll blog and genuinely the grip that pacific rim has on tumblr users is insane. how the fuck can you say that pacific rim of all movies respects its female cast (consisting of two characters, only one who is relevant)

[i-didnt-hate-it]

I didn't hate Civil War, but I wouldn't say I absolutely loved it, either. It is an amazing movie, but it was very hard to watch.

I would say it is best to watch Civil War knowing as little as possible, so please be warned for any potential spoilers below.

It is incredibly well written, directed, shot, and acted. I really appreciate the story, it gripped me from the beginning, with the unique sound design during the A24 title card.

But I also nearly got a panic attack in the first 5 minutes. This movie is definitely not for those with PTSD, especially combat and/or gun-related trauma. If any of those apply to you and you still want to see it, I wouldn't recommend IMAX. You will feel every shot fired. Otherwise, the biggest screen with the loudest speakers is the best way to watch Civil War.

The cast was fantastic. Kirsten Dunst and Wagner Moura felt so real, and Stephen McKinley Henderson just seems like an expansion of his Dune character, in the best way. I'll be honest, and again this is kind of a spoiler, but I was expecting more Jesse Plemons. He was great, the scene was fantasticly blood-pumping, but I just thought he might have a larger role. My real standout performance, though, is from Cailee Spaeny as Jessie. Last seeing her in Pacific Rim: Uprising helped to reinforce the idea that she's still "just a kid", but her performance as the story progresses really exemplifies the horror of war that turns bright-eyed kids into weary adults in an instant.

As much as people will try to figure out the politics of Civil War or just make up their own, this movie isn't about politics. There is a scene that really drives the message home, if you're paying attention (LAST SPOILER WARNING).

The scene at the winter wonderland is just a microcosm of the movie and the war. You have two sides shooting at each other, and all that matters to the other is that they shoot first. It doesn't matter who started or who is from where or who believes in what. That might've mattered at the beginning, but now all that matters is being the last one standing.

It doesn't matter who started the war or why, all that matters to either side is victory.

I am a pacifist, but I appreciate war films, because most of them are anti-war. Civil War was hard to watch, but I'm very glad I did.