#REGARDLESS. ahhh. i understand why rain world is so loved

[mipexch]

there's something so beautiful about rain world's art style that i can't properly put into words

[mariaantonnietta]

Okay, the promised is debt.let"s talk about Gintaka moments!!!

I said a long time ago I was gonna do a compilation of Gintaka/Takagin moments. And I will deliver right now! (op skimmed the jp twitter and is excited/can’t wait to see the movie )

Ok, no, this will be mostly my disorganized headcanons, moments where I can see the ship with my shipper googles on, some paralels? Haha, honestly just to show the ship some love!!!

It’s also my perspective on why I love this ship!!

Of course, I'm going to talk about all the series and go back and fort, so there’s going to be spoilers all around, so if you have not seen the manga end, best skip it.

The rest is under the cut, let’s go!!!!!

So, I started shipping  Gintaka/Takagin  after the Shougun Assasination arc, best  strangled friends story I have ever seen.  I like a lot of Gintoki ships, but it became my favourite really fast. Then, looking back, I noticed these haha:

the first meeting in the show (ep 17). I know it was threatening, but watching it again the fireworks exploded over their heads as they met.Isn’t that  a romantic troupe? (and also in this scene makes Takasugi face scarier, haha). And also how Gintoki stopped Takasugi blade, so obvious for point one that they knew each other.(the interactions here are so painful in retrospective 'When his father saw his son's head, imagine the rage he felt?😭')

(and then there’s also , in the extra episode where the yoroyuza go to China, they help a poor dude with his first date with a girl, and Gintoki comments how the first date  should have fireworks, haha, at the time there were some images on pixiv of child Gintoki and child Takasugi seeing the fireworks together, it was so lovely, good headcanon!)

There's the Senbonsakura arc, and Takasugi appearing at the reunion scene looking at the moon, woah (there's also them crossing paths, but that's more dramatic of the ideologies maybe, still this a shipping post so ' them crossing paths there, the athmosphere of fated (rivals) people!!!')

( ‘They both had sad eyes’)

I like how even as they are different their core is the same, even if not these character are so raw together in their feelings

Let's talk about the movies for a moment: in the movie version of the Benizakura arc, Gintoki dreams with Takasugi, and IDK, but for how haunting it is, it also feels intimate, and that makes it hurt most.

About the second movie when we saw it we didn't know what the hell happened to Takasugi, but looking back he's dead by that time....maybe. (why didn't you give us a clear answer at the end sorachi).Okay but for practical purposes of what the cast knows he's dead (maybe...ahhh let's says it's like that) and well, haha, gintoki of the future dying looking at the sunset haha don't think of him daydreaming things.(When I saw the movie I had the impression that takasugi was dead, for both katsura clothes that are not called as a joke, and future gintoki 'the only one that can kill me is me', if takasugi was alive, he wouldn't let gintoki claim that so hypotrically, that's what I believed.)

There's the mini arc of the underseas dragon palace, (I remembered this one because of takasugi 'monster' form) I'm just gonna said that even if I read too much into ot there are some interesting paralels maaaaaybe, this one is a strech.

Talking about far fetched things, you people remember the Love Chorris arc? The one with the virtual girlfriends game? I think I am not the first person to point this out, but if you analyze Gintoki girl:

Gintoki selects her and (accidentally)kills her son.After that, she is bend of killing him in return in revenge. With his son corpse at her back to haunt him too.

She later confesses to him that she knew he wasn't at fault for her sons death, and that she focused on blaming him to be able to handle the pain, that she's grateful of Gintoki for understanding this.

The spirit of her son aproves their relashionship.

Now tell me this doesn't remain you of someone in particular and his relashionship with gintoki. And this is gintoki mind perspective and hopes, and fears.

(Well it probably isn't that deep, its the chorris arc, but still)

The way you can see Sakamoto’ jokes as a friend teasing because he knows they like each other. The fight when they to a red district gaining another lining.

The rajuko arc, when they exchanged blades to save the other newfound friends/family. The fucking red string of blood that they form together.

In the manga there was the famous saying attributted to takasugi historical counterpart :

'I want to kill all crows in the three thousand world, and sleep in with my heart's master'

This if I remember correctly because crows caw mark the morning, and in a brothel you have to leave.

So the meaning is ' I want to kill all crows in three thousand worlds(so that morning never comes) and sleep/stay in (forever) with my heart' master'

(Of course this could refer to shouyo, but it could be about gintoki, they go directly to meet the other)

It's a famous saying used in songs, I believe.

The part when he doesn’t want to see more rain, its of course because seeing gintoki's crying was imprinted in his mind for so long and influenced how he thinks. He is so important to him!!

And of course the final arc, where they are more open to each other,(the strangled friends are so happy to be together again) both Takasugi who finally let go of that 'burn the world down' and of Gintoki that walks besides him. The way Gintoki looks at Takasugi with a soft expression on his eyes. Matako ' I have never seen before Shinsuke sama with those eyes, I couldn't stop them'

The Glorious Days ending, that's when one (me) realises, 'oh ... this two care about each other and want to save the other' and while it isnt surprising for Gin, it was for Takasugi at the time.Rewatch the openings and endings in general, and see Takasugi place in them. IDK, he is usually the last alone waiting under the moon. And it gets me...cant really explain that.

The radio call, how we couldn’t see gintoki's initial reaction as Takasugi talked to him, gintoki even pretending not knowing (painfully bad) he didn’t know the other voice.

And of course the myriad moments in the final arc, Gintoki promply saying he is the one he wants to protect, the death sequence 'maybe we were just born under that kind of (tragic) star'

Gintoki teading takasugi that his parents would cry if they see the delincuent he is bringing home 🤣🤣.

Fuck, in the spin off Takasugi as a student novel, when he and Gintoki meet they can't keep the skit up, they talk directly to each other.

Also about the special episode, there's another...uh this is more of a paralel, and purely a headcanon, but here it goes: the yorozuya meet with kamui while trying to help a woman about her mother setting her up in blind dates, and in one moment she starts mothering both kamui and kagura and they get, well their eyes are animated different in that moment, and then they start listening to her. They were probably remainded of their own mother. And then I realised that I have seen Kamui make those eyes before (I will look for a pic, it's a very distintive shift), when talking to Takasugi. Is in one op too.

Of course the childhood friends dynamic. Regardless of nature, nobdy can deny the deep connection these two have.

(Here's the image from the op, is less obvios in the ep I think...or I'm overthinking, that's more possible)

Here’s Kamui and Kagura’s eyes when tehy get scold by the mother:

(I’m not crazy, they are similar XD Maybe XD)

I remember thinking to myself at the time 'woah, Kamui shows a admiring expression with takasugi somentimes' and now I fully believe is a childlike more like expression because takasugi reminds him of his mother(subconsiously). I can see the resemblance, especially towards the end of the series. As Gintoki and Umibozuo paralel too(both of them act like Kagura's dads) I just....haha parallel things.

There's a hundred things more, I'm sure I'm forgetting some (may add in a reblog after). All their fucking dialogue with each other is so intense. I I just love this ship sooo much

Totally up to talk about this ship if someone wants to!!

[judgmentofcorruption]

Episode 5–The Relationship Chills; Scene 4

Judgment of Corruption, pages 163-170

Their extramarital affair proceeded to continue on for about half a year.

It finally began to meet its end when Bruno took notice of their relationship.

“—How unusual, for you to call me here like this.”

Ma and Bruno had met in a back alley at midnight.

Bruno’s expression was calm, but the way his face was flushed made clear the anger he was feeling within.

“I think I know what you’re doing…Ma.”

“Oh, have we been found out already? But my, how unsophisticated of you, a servant butting into his employer’s private matters.”

“I know. I have no intention of paying any mind if Gallerian does anything with a woman who isn’t Mira from this point forward. However…You alone I cannot allow. And—you know why that is more than anyone.”

“Thanks for the warning as an old friend, Bruno. But love takes many forms.”

“…What nonsense are you trying to…” Bruno grew enraged. “You two…You and Gallerian are—parent and child!”

“…”

“—The sorceress ‘Elluka Ma Clockworker’ does not age…And because of that, the Freezis Conglomerate tried to find the secret to immortality from you.”

“…That was around the time I first met you. Back then you were still a child, with some innocence left.”

“I was. But during the ‘witch trials’ you vanished, and then reappeared before me ten years later—as the scriptwriter, Kayo Sudou. Elluka never died. She may have been executed on the surface, but she survived, given a new identity.”

“And so—I became your ally in defeating the Freezis Conglomerate. How nostalgic. It was so recent and yet it feels like such a long time ago.”

In contrast to Ma’s calm, Bruno’s face twisted with anguish. “Ma…No, Elluka. I can’t understand a being like you. How could you do such a—”

“I’m just that kind of person.”

“Part of me can see what you’re saying, but part of me can’t understand it either. Every time I meet you, you seem like a completely different person. It’s as though there are several personalities inside you…” As he spoke, Bruno pulled at his hair.

“That’s correct, Bruno. I am—‘impure’. And I don’t mean in the sense that I’m having an affair with a married man. It is exactly as the word means…I have various, extraneous things mixed into me.”

“…”

“I wish to become a ‘pure’ Ma. By removing the ‘impurities’ inside me, and only taking in the ‘power’ that I need…There is a certain ‘process’ that is necessary for that goal. The matter with Gallerian—Well, I won’t deny that it’s a result of that process.”

“…I don’t understand. I suppose it’s just too difficult for someone like me to comprehend a being like you.”

“You don’t have to, and I don’t wish for you to either. –Anyway, what is it that you want of me, ultimately?”

“…I want you to leave the country. And—I want you to never meet with Gallerian ever again, if possible. I can’t help but feel that…if you’re near him any longer, he’ll be done for.”

“Ha ha…I can do that. If that’s what you wish.” Ma gave a thin smile. “You’re so very loyal, Bruno…No, that’s not all it is, is it?”

“…”

“—You’re taken with Gallerian.”

“…He’s never shown any prejudice towards me, despite my being a ‘Black Valkyria’. When I first met him he openly held out his hand, never hesitating to shake with mine—to touch my black skin. …He has a great determination, and the will to put it in motion. It’s true that at some point I’ve found myself charmed by that.”

“Gallerian must be happy to have such a good servant—or rather, a good friend. …You take good care of the boy.”

When Bruno did not reply, Ma turned her back on him and left.

.

The next morning.

After leaving the inn, Ma appeared to consider where she would go next.

“Lucifenia, Asmodean—Beelzenia might be nice too. Jakoku…is probably too far,” she murmured to herself as she walked; but as she finally arrived at the Dark Star Bureau she stopped there, as though having remembered something.

“While I’m here—I’ll go consult with him before I leave the country, shall I?”

.

The Dark Star Bureau, the director’s office.

Hanma did not hide his surprised expression at this sudden visitor.

“…Now isn’t this something. I never thought that you’d come here to see me yourself—Ma.”

“Long time no see, Hanma.”

“Because Gallerian’s been looking after you so much...Oh, is it strange for me to put it that way?”

“—Actually, I’ve decided to leave the country. I’ve figured now is the best time, for various reasons.”

“I see…That’s unfortunate, but it is what it is. There’s nothing more to worry about with the reform of the ‘witch trials’. Gallerian should be able to handle it no problem, even without you,” Hanma replied with a grin.

“Ha ha, true. He’s been working so hard. –He’s accomplished the revolution that you failed to achieve.”

“Indeed. Though his methods greatly resemble mine…Gallerian succeeded, and I failed. There must be some deciding difference in there. Perhaps it’s time for me to retire soon.”

“That was almost twenty years ago now…You presumed to hand me a death penalty verdict at that trial. --To create a precedent for Elluka to have been executed.”

“Under the laws established by the Dark Star Bureau, the same person cannot be given the death penalty twice. …Regardless of whether or not the execution has actually taken place. It should have allowed you to escape from the World Police and the Freezis Conglomerate hounding you. But—” Hanma’s expression faintly twisted. “—The Freezises found me out. All I was able to do was give you a new identity and hide who you were. The plan that I had come up with came to nothing.”

“And Gandalf—your friend—wound up hating you for something you didn’t do. When it rains, it pours, eh?”

“Well…That was a long time ago.” Hanma stood from his chair and aimlessly gazed out the window. “Ma—When were you planning to depart from this country?”

“I’ve already moved out of the inn, so I could even go today.”

“That’s good. The sooner the better. Looks like you had some bad timing coming here today.”

When he said that to her, Ma seemed to notice something, and peered out the window with Hanma. “Is that—”

“The World Police…A Justea special task force. It seems that they’re planning to force their way into the bureau. They’re after you—and me. They’ve been sniffing around here for some time now, you see. They must have finally figured out my true identity.”

“…What will you do? Shall we take them on together?”

“No, don’t trouble yourself. I’m capable of handling them alone. And—” Hanma glanced Ma’s way. “—You look a tad peaky today.”

“…”

“Escape through the back entrance. There are a few Justea officers there, but they’re not in so great a number. You should have no trouble escaping from your pursuers, even as you are today.”

“And what will you do?”

“Right…I think I’ll let loose for once. Hopefully I haven’t gotten too rusty.”

“Understood…Though I would have liked to be able to shoot the breeze about the old days a little.”

“If we both survive this, we’ll have the chance to again.”

“True. Well then—See you later, Hanma.”

Ma rapidly left the room.

.

The morning was still early, so there were no trials being held in the main courtroom.

Hanma was sitting alone in the head judge seat.

“I suppose I’m parting with the Dark Star Bureau today… And the most appropriate stage for Bureau Director Hanma Baldured’s final moments--is here, of course.”

After a short while, the Justea special task force broke down the door and entered the large courtroom, wielding guns.

“He’s in here!”

There were about twenty of them in all, and they surrounded Hanma in an instant.

Hanma pounded the gavel in his hand twice.

“Silence. This is the sacred courtroom of the Dark Star Courthouse. It’s not a place where a gang like you can just tromp all over with your shoes.”

The man who appeared to be the head of the unit cried out, ignoring Hanma’s words, “Hanma Baldured! You are under arrest!”

“My my…What are the charges?”

“—Violation of the special laws on magic! You are under suspicion of being ‘Elluka’s apprentice’!”

“Ha ha ha…’Elluka’s apprentice’, huh? It’s been—quite some time since I was called that.”

Hanma stood from his chair, smiling.

“Don’t move!”

“Now now, calm yourselves down, gentlemen of Justea—It may be winter out but today is quite warm. Personally I don’t care for this sort of climate. Winter should be cold enough to freeze.”

“Put your hands up and turn around!”

In accordance with the leader’s words, Hanma obediently put his hands up and then turned his back to the unit.

“Yes yes…You’re quite a hot-tempered man, aren’t you? I don’t really like that much either. So—I’ll cool things down a little.”

.

--There was no one aside from Hanma who noticed the change occurring.

And…by the time they did, it was far too late for the Justea special task force.

.

“—Ahhh, isn’t this much more refreshing?”

.

In the span of ten minutes, the great courtroom had completely transformed into a world of ice.

All of the officers had been frozen solid, encased in that ice.

Hanma alone was standing there, with a literally cool expression on his face.

“The ice will thaw eventually…You’ll be able to move again when that happens—Assuming you survive, hah hah hah.”

While booming with laughter, he left the courtroom and departed from the Dark Star Bureau.

--He never came back.

.

Thanks to this event, the relationship between the Dark Star Bureau and the World Police grew even more deteriorated.

The deputy director was promoted to assume Hanma’s vacated position.

Gallerian was treated warmly by him, and steadily rose through the ranks of the courthouse.

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[erosanova-blog]

The Magic Hour

Warning: Explicit Language. Mostly nonsense.

I want the reader to know that I am not under the influence of drugs or alcohol, merely lost in a lack of sleep. Ahhh the painful insomniac. Didn't I wake up at 4 yesterday...? Wait was that today..? I haven't slept who knows? But what else is a man to do on a Saturday night?

2:58 a.m. This is where the magic happens. The lonely writer types, chewing on a minty flosspick while the African Dwarf Frogs(Hymenochirus curtipes) echo in the background, undoubtedly heckling each other and their tank mates, the ghost shrimp(Paleomonetes sp.). Why am I still awake? Is it a result of an obsession with social media? Perhaps, my thumbs have been rather sore as of late. But let's get down to the real nitty-gritty; why not we're all mostly insane friends here right? Shit I just hit the number lock. At this time of night, you really have to wonder what an esoteric button like that even does.

Oh the lucidity. Shhh quiet Frog and Toad! Yes I named them. Why not? The ghost shrimp are Casper and Glassy wtf do you want me to do about it? Glass Shrimp is synonymous with Ghost Shrimp as far as common names go. At this hour, you have to wonder if I really have to capitalize a common name. And I say yes, they are my fuckin' pets bro, they're important to me. But enough of that nonsense. Back to the nitty-gritty, as aforementioned.

The real reason why I'm probably awake is I tend to think too much. That's what got me into this mess. That's what gets me into a lot of messes. I pity the simpleton that can go through life complacent and detached. I'm not saying I'm a damn genius, far from it, but I think constantly. My mind comes up with (sometimes a bit on the... creative side) the depths of unfathomable consequences and possibilities... permutations if you will. I'm not a psychic, I just tend to think ahead. Thinking ahead is like driving too fast on a mountain pass: you can't always accurately predict what's on the road ahead. Wow what a life lesson. HA!

3:20 a.m. It's cold in this basement apartment. I have the heater on economy mode... meaning it works half the time. It's like buying juice and you think you're getting a fucking deal and then it's 17% juice. Thanks for the overpriced water assholes.

Do you see now? Have you begun to understand the nonsensical bullshit I can come up with at this hour? I MISSPELLED TOO BACK THERE! Can you believe that? Luckily I caught it but... whew.. close one. Fuck. (shh that definitely wasn't a sentence fragment and those little red lines under my fucking shh back there (and apparently right there), those obviously don't exist(imaginary, like the tooth fairy or... another... fairy (Easter bunny maybe? Think about that, a fucking rabbit that shits chocolate eggs. What if it switches over from chocolate to regular and you don't know it and then one day... ohhh nooo... wait am I really doing this? Longest paragraph in multiple-parentheses ever!) so don't get too carried away bro... can I call you bro?)-By the way I learned how to do all those parentheses correctly thanks to Calculus... Thanks CSU... Thanks Newton... Leibniz..

Well instead of insulting deceased mathematical theorists I should get down to the real nitty-gritty. Regret. Sometimes all this excess thinking makes me say things to people I care about, perhaps accusations, that are sometimes ridiculous. The problem with opening Pandora's box is once it's open, everything is unleashed.

Humpty dumpty in real life? Fuckin dead. A fuckin omelet bro. Its true google it. I may be lying. Alright my eyelids have begun a slow shutter speed so I should probably get to bed but I have a few final notes for the reader, if anyone is actually reading this. This may get preachy so if you want to start sending me hate mail... just shut the hell up I'm not trying to influence anybody just speaking my personal opinions, which is protected under the Bill of Rights.

Being in a relationship for money, power or fame is fucked up. Make your own way, pave your own path, and find your passion in life. Be a fucking legend, don't live like a sidekick.

It takes two (or sometimes three... or more... fuck idk people do what you want damn its a free country for the most part) people to make a relationship work. You have to stick together, and be honest. It's the hardest thing to do but it goes the farthest. If you don't want to be with them, tell them... don't break their fucking heart like a mirror on the freeway, be gentle, but be fair.

It is NOT okay to hit a woman. Or drug a woman. Or touch a woman without her permission. Actually you probably shouldn't be doing that shit to anybody, what the fuck is wrong with people? All this talk I hear of the date rape drug being back in circulation... what is this the seventies?! For fuck's sake people... have some respect. Have some fucking morals. Quit living YOLO like nothing fucking matters. IF YOU DRUG A GIRL AND HAVE SEX WITH HER SEMI-CONCIOUS BODY THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES. That's not a threat, it just needs to be said. Yeah you think its funny now, yeah you get off the hook with the law and all big fucking whoop. But guess what? Thirty years down the road, (if you're not still a total piece of shit that lives in a bowling alley and drinks turpentine) you're going to regret it. I hope it eats at you... the best punishment is one's own mind (funny how I came back to that huh? But I generally try to do good :))

Getting married to save your relationship won't save you're relationship. It will subject you to a mass amount of turmoil, paperwork, bullshit and red tape. If you get married, make sure it is the one that gives you a look that's a combination of digesting you with their eyes (in a good way, not a Jack-the-Ripper-hooker way. A feeling like you're almost tempted to rip their clothes off right then and there-with consent! see above!) and a look that says they want to spend their life in your arms. A look like them tearing up at the thought of you leaving... almost at the brink, the cusp, but too strong to let the tears flow... maybe a quivering lip).

Respect your parents, at the very least, respect your mother. You realize what giving birth is like right? I don't give a damn if it's a C-section or natural or fucking water birth you were once a baby coming out of her. Ouch. Respect that. There are circumstances in which a parental figure abuses a child. ALSO NOT OKAY! Yeah I was spanked as a child, and yeah, most of the time I deserved it. But my mom never raised a fist to me... She never brought out the belt (though she had this wicked paddle that somehow disappeared in a mysterious driveway fire...) out and she always encouraged me to find happiness.

Find happiness, find your passion. Am I rambling again? What is this a Sunday sermon? Holy shit its Sunday... that's blasphemous... no offense everybody religious! Fuck. Walking on eggshells around here. Find your happiness, find your passion and quit taking offense to everything Americans, you're making us look bad. Shit man we're the whiners of the world, and we're going downhill because of it. Instead of complaining about the piece of trash on the ground reach down and pick that fucker up! (I think that's from an old commercial).

I don't care who you are, sex, race, religion, gender, sexual preference etc etc etc etc etc... respect your country. I didn't say you have to agree with your leaders, I'm not stating my political preference because I'm not a fucking whiny baby that doesn't stand up for the Pledge of Allegiance. I stand up because my grandpa, for which I have a deep respect, fought in the Korean War. He fought for our country. This gentle man, who taught me how to care for animals of all different kinds (not specifically just how to approach, etc) killed people. You think he knows why he killed them? Probably something they amped him up on at the time, but regardless, he had a red right hand for his country. So you can sit in your Mercedes with your Starbucks and play your PS4 (I love Mercedes and Starbucks. I have no preference for video games) on a bright sunny day in summertime without being murdered or raped.

3:59 a.m. Last one for tonight... wrote way more than I should've anyways, and probably enough to piss some people off if they ever read it.

If you find that person with that glimmer in their eye when they see you... and you feel it too... don't let it go.

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I had to add these quotes today, 4/23/17 at 4:15 p.m because I can't stop thinking about it, ..., last night...

"I wanna die where the sun sets, where there's no rain clouds... floating beneath my wings... floating beneath my wings. And if I had one reason... to stay right here... it would be all for you... it would be all for you.

...

And on the other hand, if I woulda stayed, maybe we could fix it all, maybe it would change. Or maybe not, or maybe not today but if we both want it bad baby there's a way. I say we should have no worries, we could be together now, no hurry. You ain't gotta quit, I ain't gotta leave. We could move slow, baby, we ain't gotta speed. I'm not quittin'... never ever, I... pinky promise. If your hand gets cold then I put a ring up on it. I... cook you noodles when your tummy don't feel right... that's how I kill nights... because it feels right... yeah... because it feels right... it ain't real love if there ain't real fights... work it out yeah we still might... we ain't perfect... but... this is real life.

... And if I had one reason, to stay right here... it would be all for you, it would be all for you." -"Where the Sun Sets" -Ryan Caraveo