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[medys-space]

Planning the cult layout

[iwan-fadila]

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[thisapplepielife]

Written for @corrodedcoffinfest.

Eddeth

Day #30 - Fame & Fortune | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language | POV: Eddie | Pairing: Fake!Eddeth, Steddie | Tags: Modern AU, Stop Trying to Make Eddeth Happen, It's Not Gonna Happen, Eddie & Gareth Are Best Friends, They Are Also: Idiot², Paparazzi, Social Media, Luddite Eddie, Steve Harrington Has To Clean Up All Their Messes, But What Else Is New?

"Did you know they're shipping us?" 

"Shipping us where? I hope they poke holes first," Eddie says, looking over at Gareth as he's scrolling on his phone. Gareth isn't listening to him, doesn't even laugh, which Eddie thinks is rude. That was a great dad joke.

He's picked up dad jokes from Steve, because Steve's corny as fuck. 

"Not like that," Gareth says, "like, shipping us together. We have a name and everything."

"Speak English," Eddie demands.

"You know, like Bennifer? But we're Eddeth," Gareth says.

"Who's Bennifer?"

"Which version?" Gareth asks, "Nevermind. You don't care. It's the ship name for Ben and Jennifer together. Do you never read the tabloids?"

"No. And I don't like that," Eddie says.

"Well, I knew you wouldn't. But now they're thinking about us. Together. Romantically. Enough that we have a mash-up of our names together."

Eddie barks out a laugh, "Well, alright. Whatever floats their boat."

Gareth sits there quietly for a bit, then says, "Maybe we can use this. Drum up some attention for the band. Get our name out there. Be a trending hashtag."

"I don't know what that means," Eddie says. 

"I know you don't. But we could, like, get in the zeitgeist."

"I hate everything you're choosing to be right now," Eddie says.

"Eddie. This could blow us up."

"Well, sure, in that case I'll tell Steve to just step aside."

"Not for real, dummy. Just for the paparazzi. Get our names talked about more. If they see more of the band, they may like the band more."

Eddie says he'll think about it, but he has no intention of doing any of that. They are exactly the right amount of famous. He can walk down the street without being harassed, but they live comfortably. He isn't about to upset that apple cart.

But it persists. There's buzz, apparently. At least according to Gareth, anyway.

So, at the next show, Eddie hops up on the drum riser and covers Bang Dem Sticks, while flirting with Gareth. It is possible to flirt platonically, and he does it very well. 

The next day, Gareth shows him all the chatter. The tiktoks. The commentary. And, well, maybe they could use this to their advantage. Just for a minute.

So, they walk down a dozen different sidewalks, and no paparazzi cameras pop out to snap pictures. Which is normal. He isn't sure why Gareth suddenly thought they'd make TMZ. 

But Gareth persists, and they even go to the Ivy, and still nothing. 

Even LAX is a fucking bust. 

That night, Eddie crawls into bed next to Steve, and sighs.

"What's the matter with you?" Steve asks, tipping down his iPad to look at Eddie.

"Nobody will take my picture with Gareth."

Steve laughs, "What the hell are you talking about?"

So, Eddie tells him their grand plan, and Steve is laughing his fucking ass off before Eddie can even finish. 

"Eddie. You have to call the paps if you want to do a pap walk. They aren't mind-readers. They don't just show up. Do you think all those pictures of celebs you see are actually candid? They definitely aren't."

Well, Eddie never looks at pap pictures. He has no fucking clue. He likes to fly under the radar.

"Really?" Eddie eventually asks. 

"Really. Do you want me to organize a pap walk for you?" Steve asks, his eyes sparkling with mirth.

"Well. Kinda," he says, "we're Eddeth."

"I know, honey. I've seen all the videos of you flirting with him on stage."

Eddie laughs, "You know that's not real, right?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm not new here," Steve says, "I'll call it in tomorrow. You can be photographed to your heart's content."

And they are. As if it were magic, a handful of photogs are suddenly very aware of where they'll be on various outings. Eddie holds the door for Gareth. Hugs him on the street corner. They get an inordinate amount of coffees that Eddie doesn't even like.

The pictures run, and not a lot of people care, but they are being discussed in some circles. 

So, they keep doing it. Dinners and movies and trips through the airport where they're not really going anywhere. Only going through security, as if they were.

That's a brand new kind of torture. Who goes through TSA when they don't actually have to? 

More coffee. Coffee, coffee, coffee. Eddie's never bought this many drinks in his life. 

And then the bottom falls out. 

Someone makes a video that goes extremely viral, explaining everyone in their Corroded Coffin circle. 

Including Steve. 

In fact, it's almost mourning the breakup of them. Steddie. They're Steddie, apparently, and now the fans, the real fans, those that actually have followed them, are upset. Pointing fingers, assigning blame. Some to Eddie, some to Gareth.

Fuck.

"Uh, we've got a problem," Eddie tells Steve, and Steve just shakes his head, already aware of the situation.

"Do we have to do a pap walk now?" Eddie asks, worrying his hands together. 

He never did anything romantic with Gareth. It can all be explained away, swept under the rug. 

He thinks.

He hopes.

"I really don't want to," Steve says, and that's that. They won't.

Now, Eddie's either a cheater in the eyes of their actual fans, or they think Steve's gone. 

Instead, Gareth does a couple pap walks with his girlfriend, and she's branded a beard, immediately. They really fucked this up, big time. 

"We'll go to dinner. The four of us," Steve says, "I'll call it in."

And Eddie kisses his cheek, over and over.

Just to be safe, Steve has their publicist send TMZ a copy of their marriage certificate, and some boilerplate that Eddie and Gareth are just best friends, and always have been.

As they settle into the booth at the restaurant, pictures still being taken, Steve asks, "Are we done trying to be tabloid fodder? Have we learned our lesson?"

"Yes, Steve," Eddie and Gareth both say in unison.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @corrodedcoffinfest and follow along with the fun! 🦇

[needtoloveoutloud]

let's stop using the word puritan for fandoms okay

Hi Anon :)

I'm guessing you're referring to this post I made a few days ago about the pro ship/anti ship discourse?

Why does it bother you if I use this word specifically? (I'm honestly asking, not trying to pick a fight or anything.)

According to Oxford Languages Dictionary, these are the definitions of the word:

Apart from the actual English Protestant group from a few centuries ago (which would then be capitalized if specifically referred to), it means the following:

“A person with censorious moral beliefs, especially about self-indulgence and sex.”

If there's another word for forbidding or trying to suppress or prohibit certain media content (it doesn't matter if it's books/stories, news, films, etc.) besides “censorship” feel free to use it interchangeably, but I'm not sure there is.

Possible or already existing censorship, while more important in a news-related context, is still an incredibly important topic regarding other content, such as books and stories, published online on sites like tumblr, AO3, Wattpad, FanFiction.net, etc. The sheer amount of stories on there is impossible for actual humans to filter through, which means that algorithms would need to be set up to automatically delete stories when certain criteria are met. Any form of automated algorithm can and will be faulty, however, which means that even stories that wouldn't theoretically “have to be deleted” (according to the AI-powered algorithm, at least) will slip through the cracks and get deleted without warning.

This happened before to Wattpad and FanFiction.net. There was a massive, and I mean massive purge of stories in 2002 and 2012. Only this year, it happened to Wattpad, too. A lot of authors and readers lost their stories immediately, without warning.

The US, for example, has a bill called KOSA (“Kids Online Safety Act”). It works under the disguise (I am absolutely sure that there are some 100% valid points in the bill, though, I am not from the US and have no legal background, so feel free to correct me) of child safety, but is pretty much an overreaching government censorship bill (again, I'm going off of people who know way more about the legalities of all of this). I'll quote someone from a reddit thread that addresses the consequences of the bill.

“It is technically a violation of free speech and the 1st amendment, but that's not gonna stop them. This bill would require that internet users upload their government ID to access any site, and state attorney generals could sue to remove any site that contains content deemed “harmful” to children. This would include fanfiction and fanfiction sites.”

I hope you immediately see the issue and danger of having to upload an ID to be allowed to merely access any website. Not to only view certain things (for example, I wouldn't have any issues if you have to verify your age via ID if, let's say you wanna order cigarettes or alcohol online or something) but to simply view the content and information on the page.

“I have to mention that this bill is dangerous for more reasons than just censoring fan fiction. The government will be able to censor ANYTHING - such as abortion info, LGBTQ+ resources, and any content relating to protesting or organizing. They will also be able to ID you if you search for any of these topics. And VPNs will not work.”

This. This right there is where puritan beliefs and movements get us, long-term and short-term. It has happened before, and it will happen again if we do NOT use our critical thinking and are able to differentiate between written, fictional content, and real life. The US isn't the only country that is considering implementing such laws, Canada has something similar going on with “Bill S-210”.

Internet censorship, which often starts/started with banning not only certain political content, but also under the guise of “protecting the public” is an issue in a LOT of countries and endangers the safety of various groups. China, Palestine, Indonesia, Armenia, Saudi Arabia, etc., Turkmenistan, North Korea (strongly assumed), Turkmenistan, etc. for example.

I know that you only criticized the word “puritan” and I am completely going above what you probably meant, Anon, (and I hope you don't feel attacked or think I put words in your mouth) but I hope to at least make you consider my point of the slippery slope and dangers of the gateway puritan censorship issue. It often starts with the government's reasoning of protecting their citizens or children from something, when long-term and historically speaking, that never ever leads to something good and sets society back by a mile regarding the acceptance of certain issues or free information gathering on various topics and safe exploring (of, for example, sexual topics, or learning about their own sexuality, etc.) for minors.

In my opinion and experience, it's better they figure out what they might like or not like in the safety of stories. Sure, minors are impressionable, and mature content should 100% be tagged as such, including potential trigger warnings, but if done right by the author, it can also educate. Or deliberately show unsafe behavior — which requires media literacy and critical thinking, which can ONLY be gained by consuming the media and analyzing afterwards.

That does not mean that I condone 12-year-olds reading stuff about incest, bestiality, (all in a fictional setting!), or whatever is out there. Not at all! BUT: it's the parents' responsibility to be in charge of teaching their children about internet safety, and perhaps even monitoring (to a healthy extent) what they consume and open discussions about what their children consume.

Authors are nobody's parents but their own children's (if they have any), so it is NOT their responsibility to take care of that. Tagging properly and warning the audience about the content, however, is. No discussion. But this is not just important for the protection of minors, but the mental well-being of adults, too.

I'm open to discussing this topic even more. There are a LOT more nuances and valid points and concerns from both sides, so to speak, but I'll be honest: I'm from a country where the media and government swayed the public's opinion about a certain group a LOT by censoring others in the past, and it literally lead to the death of millions. So critical thinking regarding any type of censorship (even if that scale I just referred to cannot be compared at all, I am well aware of that) and being vigilant about wanting to ban certain media or content under the guise of “protecting” others is something very, very high on my personal priority list because as soon as you learn how easily stuff like this gets out of hand, even if it starts sort of innocently, makes you kind of aware and sensitizes your for a lot of stuff.

I'm sorry if my rambling is all over the place and I hope my reply is readable — English is not my first language, so please excuse it if stuff is unclear or there are any mistakes. And I'm sorry for going completely off the rails. You maybe simply took an issue with the word “puritan” itself. If that's the case, please tell me what exactly your issue with it is, maybe we can talk specifically about this topic then, and not the whole censorship debate I started just now. Maybe we're even on the same page regarding a lot of things.

Take care. 🤍

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Jill Filipovic at Slate:

Should the very state of being pregnant place women in a subclass of citizen, vulnerable to criminal prosecution or civil penalties for behavior that would be perfectly legal from a nonpregnant person? Judging by their proposed legislation and various legal antics, the anti-abortion movement says: Yes. Pregnant women simply should not have the same rights as any other U.S. citizen. Take, for example, efforts to criminalize the crossing of state lines for abortion. There is a very, very long tradition in the U.S. of allowing people to travel out of state to access medical care, and it’s so deeply ingrained we barely think about it. Consider, for example, the businesswoman who lives in New Jersey but works in New York City and so goes to the dentist in midtown Manhattan, or the dad who lives on the Kansas side of Kansas City but takes his sick kid to a specialist at a hospital on the Missouri side. A great many Americans don’t think twice about crossing state lines for health care. Abortion opponents are trying to change that for one group of people: pregnant women.

Conservative legal groups are already drafting model legislation to prevent pregnant women from traveling for abortions by legally penalizing anyone who helps them, a strategy used by the state of Texas in one of its abortion bans, which allows anyone in the U.S. to sue those who assist women with abortions—and be rewarded with a bounty paid by the state. The architect of that Texas abortion bounty law was Jonathan Mitchell, an anti-abortion activist (and Donald Trump lawyer) who is currently representing a Texas man in his quest to probe into his ex-girlfriend’s abortion, which she allegedly sought outside of their home state. Mitchell filed a petition to learn the details of this woman’s abortion for, he says, a potential future lawsuit. But to be clear, the woman in question did absolutely nothing illegal: Traveling out of state for health care, including abortion, is not against the law in Texas or anywhere else. It’s just that Mitchell and other abortion opponents would like to change that—and are apparently happy to represent controlling (and, in another case Mitchell took on, allegedly abusive) men to do it.

They’re also happy to reclassify pregnant women as a kind of sub-citizen who, by simple virtue of their pregnancy status, are not entitled to the same legal freedoms and protections as anyone else. A Texas woman who goes to a Colorado abortion clinic is being treated differently from any nonpregnant person who travels for a medical procedure—and you can bet that this categorization of pregnant people as suspect, should they travel out of state, will lead to all sorts of investigations and abuses.

Take this hypothetical: Say the anti-abortion movement succeeds and makes it a crime to travel out of state for an abortion. Say a woman in Idaho (where abortion laws are so extreme, they have no exceptions for saving a woman’s health) travels to Washington state, where abortion is legal, and gets her hands on abortion-inducing drugs. Say she’s not pregnant. Say she takes the drugs anyway. Has she committed a crime? Or, to use a more likely legal model, say Texas makes it a crime to help a woman travel for an abortion, and a Texas woman goes to Colorado, gets abortion-inducing drugs, and takes them, despite not being pregnant. Is the friend who helped buy her plane ticket still liable? Presumably not: No pregnancy means no abortion, which means no violation of an abortion ban. But if the two women in these scenarios had been pregnant, the legal calculus would be entirely different.

Or to use a perhaps more realistic scenario: Mifepristone, an abortion-inducing drug, is also commonly used to treat Cushing’s syndrome, and researchers say it has tremendous potential to treat other illnesses, too, from various cancers to PTSD. Under an anti-abortion legal scheme, if a Texas woman with Cushing’s syndrome travels out of state, gets mifepristone, and takes it, she (or those who help her) would face potential legal consequences only if she’s pregnant. It’s her status as a pregnant woman—not the act of traveling or even taking an abortion-inducing drug—that is the problem. And generally, the law frowns on making a person’s status—rather than their actions—the basis of a crime or a lawsuit. That’s part of treating all people equally under the law, and offering all people the equal protection of it.

Preventing pregnant women from crossing into a state for a legal medical procedure isn’t the only way in which the anti-abortion movement is attempting to curtail basic rights and protections for anyone carrying a pregnancy. Earlier this year, abortion opponents argued before the Supreme Court that pregnant patients should be treated differently than nonpregnant ones in cases of serious medical emergencies—that doctors and other health workers should be permitted to give pregnant women a substandard level of care, and to essentially refuse to appropriately stabilize them. If a woman comes in and is very ill, she’s entitled to one standard of care; if she comes in and is very ill and pregnant, that standard of care is lower in states that criminalize abortion.

At issue in the Supreme Court case, a ruling in which is expected early this summer, is the Emergency Medical Treatment and Labor Act (EMTALA), a law initially written to prevent hospitals from dumping seriously ill patients who couldn’t pay. Pregnant women in particular were often coming into hospitals in labor, only to be refused care; there were stories of women birthing in hallways and cars. EMTALA says that any hospital receiving federal Medicaid dollars (which is most hospitals, both public and private) must provide lifesaving care to anyone who walks through their doors, regardless of their ability to pay. That means that hospitals have an obligation to stabilize ill patients. (If they don’t have the ability to appropriately stabilize a patient, they must move the patient to a facility that does.)

Jill Filipovic wrote in Slate the insidious trend of anti-abortion hardliners making pregnant people 2nd class citizens by enacting laws criminalizing access to out-of-state abortion services (this is also applicable to gender-affirming care).

[noticiasarquelogicasjaponesas]

Sean bienvenidos japonistasarqueológicos a una nueva noticia de arqueológica del archipiélago nipón, en esta ocasión hablaremos de el ADN, japonés pero antes de publicar esta noticia, ya hay una previa que sirve como introducción ya hablaremos de esto en un directo de instagram dicho esto comencemos. - Se han descubierto 12 genomas en el ADN, nipón ¿De donde vienen estos genomas?¿Los Ainu tienen algo que ver? Recordemos que japón fue habitada hace 30.000 años, aunque hemos visto que los Ainu llegaron antes, los pueblos que vinieron a japón eran cazadores recolectores(Periodos Jomon, Yayoi, Kofun), seguramente cuando llegaron, se encontraron, a diversidad de pueblos, con los que se fueron mezclando, durante el periodo Yayoi llegaron inmigrantes de china y corea que influenciaran este periodo y kofun(III y VII /300 y el 700 d.C.) - Durante el periodo Jomon la población fue de 1.000 personas durante varios milenios, alrededor del año 15.000 empezó a subir el nivel del mar. Los humanos pasaron por el estrecho de Corea, los restos arqueológicos más antiguos datan de 16.000 a 17.000 años de antigüedad. Hay que recordar, que los Ainu, fueron los primeros en llegar al continente.De todas formas de todo esto haremos un video en directo para aclarar las ideas. - Espero que os haya gustado y nos vemos en próximas publicaciones un cordial saludo. - 日本列島の新しい考古学ニュースへようこそ考古学ジャポニスタ、今回はDNA、日本人について話しますが、このニュースを公開する前に、紹介として役立つ以前のニュースがすでにあり、これについてインスタグラムライブで話します始めましょうと言った。 - 日本のDNAで12のゲノムが発見されましたが、これらのゲノムはどこから来たのですか？ アイヌはそれと関係がありますか？日本には3万年前に人が住んでいたことを思い出してください。アイヌが以前に到着したことはあります��、日本に来た人々は狩猟採集民（縄文、弥生、古墳時代）でした。弥生時代には、この時代と古墳時代に影響を与えた中国と韓国からの移民が到着しました（IIIとVII / 300と700AD） - 縄文時代の人口は数千年で1,000人で、15,000年頃から海面が上昇し始めました。人間は対馬海峡を通過しました。最も古い遺跡は16、000年から17、000年前のものです。アイヌが最初に大陸に到着したことを覚えておく必要があります。 いずれにせよ、アイデアを明確にするために、これらすべてのライブビデオを作成します。 - よろしくお願いします。今後の出版物でお会いしましょう。 - Welcome archeological japonistas to a new archeological news of the Japanese archipelago, this time we will talk about the DNA, Japanese but before publishing this news, there is already a previous one that serves as an introduction and we will talk about this in an instagram live said that let's start. - 12 genomes have been discovered in the DNA, Japan. Where do these genomes come from? Do the Ainu have something to do with it? Let us remember that Japan was inhabited 30,000 years ago, although we have seen that the Ainu arrived before, the peoples who came to Japan were hunter-gatherers (Jomon, Yayoi, Kofun periods), surely when they arrived, they found, a diversity of peoples, with the that were mixed, during the Yayoi period immigrants from China and Korea arrived who influenced this period and kofun (III and VII / 300 and 700 AD) - During the Jomon period the population was 1,000 people for several millennia, around the year 15,000 the sea level began to rise. Humans passed through the Korea Strait, the oldest archaeological remains date from 16,000 to 17,000 years old. It must be remembered that the Ainu were the first to arrive on the continent. In any case, we will make a live video of all this to clarify the ideas. - I hope you liked it and see you in future publications a cordial greeting.

[somewillwin]

Here comes the patreon!

Ok so it’s mostly a help for artists! with pose references!

There are 2 tiers for now!

Basic ($2)

Which are varios couple poses

Solo poses

Half body poses

Full body poses

Weapons poses

And then there is the spicy tier! ($5)

This has everything from the tier before

Plus nsfw poses, both solo or couple poses

—

Im also thinking to add another tier with more personalized content, polls and process videos. But that will come later 🫡

Here are some samples of what the patreon has already up

THANKS YOU ALL

[quitealotofsodapop]

Estube pensando mucho que independiente de que Wukong hablemos aparentemente varios se averguenzen de sus cicatrices o no quieran hablar de sus problemas. Sabemos los problemas que tubieron o tendran, su pasado y como esto los afecta en sus presentes (Me acabo de dar cuenta de que new gods!Wukong vive alejado de su hogar y vive en un ¿basurero? y con monos que crea de su pelo... no se si esto implica que no hubo sobrevivientes en el incendio de la montaña... lo que lo haria muy triste...)

Y no se se almenos los mayores podrian comparar cicatrices y que aparente hay un patron...

metrogusta pensar que hay algun Wukong que no muestre verguenza de sus cicatrices por aparentear e interpretar al ''Hermoso rey mono''

No tengo ni la menor idea de que los mono en la vida real vean las cicatrices como algo positivo, como una muestra de que es un mono muy fuerte...

Y si esto es una escusa de mostrar un avance de un fanart que estoy dibujando por ahora es un diseño de bookAcuratt!Wukong en su forma humana en la era moderna, mostrando libremente toda sus cicatrices dhavsdbjasdk (?

translated via google;

"I've been thinking a lot that regardless of whether we talk about Wukong, apparently many are ashamed of their scars or don't want to talk about their problems. We know the problems they had or will have, their past and how this affects them in their present (I just realized that New Gods! Wukong lives far from his home and lives in a garbage dump? and with monkeys that he creates from his hair… I don't know if this implies that there were no survivors in the mountain fire… which would make it very sad…) And I don't know if at least the older ones could compare scars and that there seems to be a pattern… I like to think that there is some Wukong who doesn't show shame of his scars for pretending and playing the "Beautiful Monkey King" I don't have the slightest idea that the monkeys in real life see scars as something positive, as a sign that he is a very strong monkey… (*their WIP art of human-form BookAccurate!Sun Wukong*) And if this is an excuse to show a preview of a fanart I'm drawing for now it's a design of bookAcuratt! Wukong in his human form in the modern era, freely showing all his scars dhavsdbjasdk (?"

It is sad to see Sun Wukongs who've "fallen from grace" or have grown to dislike aspects of their bodies.

I do love the idea of a Sun Wukong who proudly displays their scars as if they were trophies.

And ofc I love your human design for BookAccurate!Sun Wukong. I love her hair, her glasses, and how you've designed her clothing <3

[lurkingteapot]

I've been going through my collection of old (pre-2016 for the most part) academic papers on BL and thought, hey, why not re-read some of them and sum them up so folks can see whether they want to check them out in full?

Today's offering:

Beautiful, Borrowed, and Bent: “Boys’ Love” as Girls’ Love in Shōjo Manga by James Welker, originally presented at the Third International Convention of Asia Scholars, August 19–22, 2003, Singapore, and published in Signs, Vol. 31, No. 3, New Feminist Theories of Visual Culture (Spring 2006), pp. 841-870, UChicago Press. [Jstor]

Welker starts off with a brief explanation of what the BL genre is, what terminology he uses ("BL" as an umbrella term that includes the earlier names of tanbi, shōnen ai, yaoi, and the long-form 'boys' love'):

“Boys’ love” manga emerged as a subgenre of shōjo manga (girls’ comics) around 1970 just as women artists were taking over the shōjo market.(*) It quickly became among the most popular shōjo manga genres, and its creators became some of the best-loved artists in the industry. (* First published in the monthly Bessatsu shōjo komikku in December 1970, Keiko Takemiya’s “In the Sunroom” (Sanrūmu nite [1970] 1976) was probably the first boys’ love narrative. See Aoyama 1988, 188.) - Welker 2006:841

He goes on to challenge the common perception of BL as a genre "by straight women for straight women":

[T]he genre is widely considered to offer a liberatory sphere within which presumably heteronormative readers can experiment with romance and sexuality through identification with the beautiful boy characters. […] Members of the Japanese lesbian community have, however, pointed to boys’ love and other gender-bending manga as strong influences on them in their formative years […] Clearly boys’ love manga can be viewed through a different lens from that which most critics and scholars have been using, and hence the full potential of boys’ love is largely overlooked: that of liberating readers not just from patriarchy but from gender dualism and heteronormativity. - Welker 2006:842-843

He introduces the texts he will analyse (Takemiya Keiko's Song of Wind and Trees 風と木の詩 kaze to ki no uta, 1976-1984 and Hagio Motō's Heart of Thomas トーマの心臓 tōma no shinzō, 1974), and concludes the essay's intro section as follows:

This reading will employ lesbian critical theory, visual theory, and reader responses to these and similar texts to show how 1970s boys’ love manga is not merely queer on its surface but how it opened up space for some readers to experiment with marginalized gender and sexual practices and played a role in identity formation. - Welker 2006:843

Welker goes into the questions of applicability of theories that weren't originally developed for this specific context – visual theories were largely developed through film analysis; European and North American models of gender and feminist theory, while also having informed academic discourse in Japan, in their origin operate on culturally specific assumptions and need to be applied with care.

He talks about the tradition of androgynous and cross-dressing heroines of early shōjo manga and their connection to the earliest BL manga, the dilemma of the "beautiful boy" characters' gender and sex and how to read these – are they boys? idealised self-images of girls drawn onto boys' bodies? neither male nor female? sexless altogether?, and the way Japanese readers in the 1970s, already culturally familiar with gender performance through kabuki or the all-female Takarazuka Revue and similar troupes, received the gender-bending nature of BL stories. He also comments on the role fan interaction via magazines, and the way readers were learning about queer life in Japan:

By the early to mid-1980s, the magazines’ readers were learning in real terms about the world of Shinjuku ni-chōme, Tokyo’s well-known gay district, described as a world full of “beautiful boys like those in the world of shōjo manga” (Aran 1983, 15), as well as various aspects of lesbian life in Japan (Gekkō 1985). In spite of the connections drawn on the pages of these magazines, the possibility that these narratives might be seen to actually depict homosexuality remains broadly denied. To allow that the narratives might truly be about homosexuality—between these girls-cum-beautiful boys—would be an apparently unthinkable invitation to read the narratives as lesbian. - Welker 2006:857

Welker briefly explores how the example texts of Song of Wind and Trees and Heart of Thomas "serve many of the functions lesbian critics and theorists have outlined as roles of lesbian texts" (Welker 2006:858), then goes on to analyse the flower imagery of roses and lilies that is very prevalent in both titles, the intertextuality of these stories with European and French literature (and how the readers were expected to catch on to this intertextuality). On the transgressive and queering nature of writing and reading BL, he says:

[T]hrough acculturation to gender performance in Takarazuka and kabuki and by such cross-dressing manga icons as Sapphire and Oscar, as well as the deliberate ambiguity of the beautiful boy, the reader is encouraged to see not just a girl but herself within the world of boys’ love and, ultimately, is encouraged to explore homoerotic desire, either as a beautiful boy or as herself, either alone or with others, either as her fantasy or as her reality. […] Regardless of whether boys’ love manga were created merely to offer heterosexual readers a temporary respite from patriarchal restrictions on their desire, some readers found in identifying with the beautiful boy a way through the looking glass to a world outside the patriarchy. And regardless of whether he is read as a boy or a girl, the beautiful boy can be read as a lesbian. […] For readers whose experience of sexuality and gender contravenes heteronormativity, works like Song and Thomas offer narrative safe havens where they can experiment with identity, find affirmation, and develop the strength necessary to find others like themselves and a sense of belonging. - Welker 2006:865-866

I've been out of academia so long that I've lost any sense of what a good proportion of direct quotes to original text is, or whether it's even appropriate to quote as much as I did here. This is emphatically NOT an academic article in and of itself -- I'm posting on bloody tumblr. If anyone wants to add to this, I'll be thrilled.

One of the most commonly voiced criticisms of BL is that it's about, but not (or did not in significant part used to be) by or for gay men. This article does not address this point further—Welker does go into this in his more recent articles, iirc; if you've got beef with this aspect, @ him not me. I do however think it's worth noting that this 17-year-old article already recognises that the genre is queer, and has been since its inception.

[astralisbelle]

The Heart of Snow White - PART 1

tags: snow white!Reader, huntsman!prince!Din, medieval fantasy setting with star wars elements, fairy tale

summary: The queen's instructions for the Mandalorian were clear: take the princess to the edge of the forest, carve out her heart, and bring it to her.

PART 1 - MASTERLIST

It is customary that those from the kingdom of Mandalore whom have come of age to depart from their homes and brave the outside world, for experience is the best teacher.

Often, they serve as mercenaries or guards; a good kingdom will attract the fearsome warriors to their borders. All Mandalorians must do this, including their own royalty.

When Din Djarin set out on his own journey, he stopped in a beautiful kingdom called Crir for lodgings, expecting to depart in the morning. The then King Rarga was told of a traveler wearing beskar, precious metal found only in Mandalore, and he summoned him immediately.

“Crir is a peaceful kingdom,” said Rarga from atop his throne. Din noticed that the throne to the king’s right was empty. “And we do not have any Mandalorians within our walls. You would do us a great honor if you stayed.”

Din chose his words carefully. “I apologize, Your Majesty, but it is as you said: you rule a peaceful kingdom. I do not seek peace.”

“And why is that?”

“I am a Mandalorian. If I am ever to return home, it must be with new skills and experience. I’m afraid a peaceful kingdom will teach me nothing.” He turned on his heel, prepared to leave after making his point.

“Wait.” The king stood. “What if I can promise the knowledge you seek?”

Din did an about-face. “How so?”

“Duel me,” said Rarga. “If you win, then indeed, I have nothing more to teach you and are free to travel. Should I win, however…” He smiled. “I would like you to stay.”

Din thought about this wager, letting silence permeate throughout the throne room. No one was quite sure what the Mandalorian would choose. “Fine.” He rolled his shoulders back. “I accept.”

To the training grounds they went, the king’s court huddling together and forming a circle around the dirt arena. Din drew his sword, a beautiful black blade that gleamed in the sun. Rarga took note of the sword as he entered the ring with armor and a sword of his own. “I know that blade. It belongs to the royal family of Mandalore.” He grinned. “Apologies for not addressing you properly, Your Royal Highness.”

Din flinched. “We do not use titles when on pilgrimage,” he said, lifting his blade.

“Then what would you prefer I call you?”

“...Din Djarin.”

“Very well.” Rarga readied his sword. “Have at you, Din Djarin!”

To the Mandalorian’s surprise, the king had a stronger arm than he expected. Though it was easy to catch his sword, Din’s eyes widened at how much strength he had to use to fend him off. He parried the next attack and exchanged blows with Rarga a few times before they began circling around each other. The king was swift, nearly tripping him. Din summoned all of his focus, using techniques and stances that he reserved for stronger enemies, but Rarga matched him each time.

It all happened so fast. Din’s wrist flinched as Rarga knocked the blade out of his hand, earning a grunt of pain. He kicked him square in his beskar chest-plate, forcing him to the ground, then he pointed the tip of his sword under his neck. As Din fought to catch his breath, the crowd burst into cheers, praising Rarga’s skill. With a smile, the king stashed his weapon and offered his hand to the Mandalorian. He took it and stood, giving him a nod. “You fight well.”

“As do you.”

Din put away his sword. “It seems you have much to teach me.”

“Seems so. Come.” He extended his hand. “Now that you will be staying with us, I would like to introduce you to someone.” The king pressed his hand against Din’s back and lead him towards the crowd, seeking out someone in particular.

Din could tell who it was as soon as he set eyes on her. She had to be almost a decade years younger than him, he thought, and she had various traits of her father. When they approached, she smiled and gave a small bow. “This is my daughter,” said Rarga. “The Princess.” She gave Din her name, but said it with such humility that it caught him off guard. This was not a stuck-up noblewoman, he could tell.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said. “I’ve heard of Mandalore — it sounds like the most fascinating place. Would you mind telling me about it sometime?”

Din shook his head. “Not at all, Your Highness.”

---

Thus, the Mandalorian became a huntsman for the royal family of Crir. The king gave him plenty to do, from joining him on his weekly hunts, to chaperoning the princess to various outings, and serving as a sparring partner. Din hated to say it, but he did learn a great deal more than he expected from a prospering kingdom. Rarga taught him arts beyond the martial, giving the prince advice for his own eventual rule when he returned to Mandalore. It was easy to see just how loved the king was.

The princess grew attached to him too, asking him to regale her with stories of Mandalore. Stories and tradition were important, so he was pleased to indulge her. He told her about the Way of the Mandalore and chuckled when she asked if he was ever allowed to take off his helmet in front of anyone. When he took her out to the city, he watched her like a hawk — none would harm her if he was close.

Din was there when the king courted a beautiful duchess from another kingdom over. She was sweet and caring, so much so that when they did eventually marry, the entire kingdom celebrated. Even the princess was happy for her father, welcoming her new step-mother to the family with open arms.

Then, it all ended one day.

The Mandalorian still isn’t sure exactly what happened. He was out hunting with Rarga as they usually did, and while they were giving chase to a fox, a boar charged from their blind side and gored the king. Din retaliated and quickly downed the boar, but the damage was done. He carried the wincing, moaning king back to the castle. Rarga suffered well into the night before eternal sleep finally eased his pain, surrounded by a sea of mourners.

The queen held the princess against her black dress, letting her sob into her skirts as she dabbed her under-eyes with a handkerchief. She had to be the only one not openly weeping.

He never did get to defeat him.

---

The months passed and Din threw himself into working for the queen, who tasked him to find those who would conspire against her new rule. Shedding blood was the best way to deal with his grief, he decided. Curiously, he noticed once when he returned that the princess had a simpler dress instead of her ornate one, and she carried rags in her arms. “My step-mother said that the best way to learn how to care for a castle was to work,” she explained with a chipper smile. “A fine idea, is it not?”

Din agreed, seeing as how it mirrored his own pilgrimage. But then a year passed and her humble uniforms deteriorated. Her skirts turned into rags and the soot clung to her face and arms. Her hair, once neatly swept into a formal updo and curls, now dropped and framed her face in dry, messy strings.

And yet she still smiled, even as the work grew, as her riches were taken one by one, as she scarcely was a princess in anything other than name anymore.

---

In the years after King Rarga’s passing, The Mandalorian of Crir made a name for himself as a fearsome hunter. The queen sent him on perilous missions that he always returned from, bringing her whom or whatever she desired.

On day, she summoned him to the throne room, which once was bright and full of people. Now, it was draped in dark colors and she was the only one, sitting on her throne with great pride and vanity. He bowed his head. “Your Majesty,” he greeted.

“Greetings, Mandalorian. I have a special task for you today.” She fanned together her fingers. “I would like you to take the princess to the edge of the forest and let her pick some flowers.” He nodded, as it was a reasonable request. “Then.” Her voice darkened. She stood up, her long, purple dress trailing behind her as she stepped down the stairs and drew closer to him with each menacing step. “I want you to carve out her heart and bring it to me… in this.” From behind her cape, she procured a small, red box. The latch was a sword driven through a heart.

Din’s eyes widened. “What? Why?”

She frowned. “You do not need to question me. You just need to do it.”

“She’s done nothing wrong,” he stated.

The queen glared. “Your queen gave you an order.” She shoved the box into his hands. “Bring me her heart or I will have yours instead.”

Din was too stunned to speak. He gripped the box as she turned on her heel to return to her throne. With a heaviness in his chest, he bowed his head towards her. “Of course, Your Majesty.”

[liv0820]

¿Por qué me encanta Corazón de Melón New Gen?

Why do I love My Candy Love New Gen?

Native language: Spanish

English Translation by: Google Translate (I'm sorry QwQ)

Corazón de Melón ha estado siempre conmigo desde el 2013 a mis 13 años de edad.

EN: My Candy Love has always been with me since 2013 when I was 13 years old.

Al anunciar Corazón de Melón New Gen me sentí emocionada por esta nueva entrega y asustada por lo que podría venir. Sin embargo, la entrega me fascinó por muchos motivos.

EN: When announcing My Candy Love New Gen, I felt excited for this new installment and scared for what could come. However, the delivery fascinated me for many reasons.

La interfaz o página - Interface or page

El diseño de la página es moderno y en vertical, dependiendo de tu personalidad el color de la interfaz puede ser rosada, amarilla o verde. ¡Amo mi interfaz rosada!

EN: The design of the page is modern and vertical, depending on your personality the color of the interface can be pink, yellow or green. I love my pink interface!

Minijuegos - Minigames

¡Los minijuegos de la página son muy adictivos! Las prendas que obtienes del minijuego de las tareas y la constante lucha para llegar al podio en el concurso de estilos, es algo que te engancha.

EN: The minigames on the page are very addictive! The clothes you get from the tasks minigame and the constant fight to reach the podium in the style contest is something that gets you hooked.

Amo el concurso de estilos, no puedo ahorrar PA's de lo adictivo que es. Esta es mi última vez en el podio.

EN: I love the style contest, I can't save PA's because it is so addictive. This is my last time on the podium.

Interacción con tus amigos - Interaction with your friends

¡Ahora hay motivos para agregar a varios amigos! Te pueden regalar corazones diarios y te pueden prestar prendas para el concurso de estilos. Incluso el diseño de la interfaz te motiva a conversar con ellos.

EN: Now there are reasons to add multiple friends! They can give you daily hearts and they can lend you clothes for the style contest. Even the interface design motivates you to chat with them.

Perfil y el BBcode - Profile and BBcode

Desde que se lanzó New Gen, la interfaz del perfil te motiva a diseñar un perfil personalizado. Gracias a este juego aprendí acerca del BBcode y la infinidad de cosas que puedes hacer con él. Mi perfil es: Liveon#214 para que vean mi perfil personalizado.

EN: Since New Gen was released, the profile interface motivates you to design a personalized profile. Thanks to this game I learned about BBcode and the countless things you can do with it. My profile is: Liveon#214 so you can see my personalized profile.

Thomas ♡ྀི

Los chicos son entrañables, puedes amarlos a todos. Mis favoritos son Thomas, Devon y Amanda… Pero quién me enamoró por completo fue Thomas. Su personalidad es muy atractiva para mí y su diseño es muy tierno, me recuerda mucho a mi pareja en la vida real.

EN: The boys are endearing, you can love them all. My favorites are Thomas, Devon and Amanda… But the one who completely made me fall in love was Thomas. His personality is very attractive to me and his design is very cute, it reminds me a lot of my partner in real life.

Interacción con los personajes - Interaction with characters

Algo que da muchos puntos al juego es la interacción extra que tenemos con los chicos, no sólo puedes interactuar con ellos en los episodios sino también ellos te envían mensajes y comentan nuestras fotos. Es un detalle muy bonito.

EN: Something that gives the game many points is the extra interaction we have with the boys, not only can you interact with them in the episodes but they also send you messages and comment on our photos. It is a beautiful detail.

Ysaline y la ropa - Ysaline and clothes

El vestidor de este juego revolucionó el armario de nuestra protagonista. Incluso algunas prendas tienen varias capas que puedes ubicar en tu conjunto para que quede lo más hermoso posible. Sin olvidar que la pose de Ysaline ha sido la más acertada para apreciar mejor los conjuntos.

EN: The dressing room in this game revolutionized our protagonist's wardrobe. Some clothes even have several layers that you can place in your outfit to make it as beautiful as possible. Without forgetting that Ysaline's pose has been the most successful to better appreciate the outfits.

¡Muchas gracias por leerme y llegar hasta aquí! Manifiesto ganar el código pack E-Girl.

EN: Thank you very much for reading me and getting here! I hope I can win the E-Girl pack code.

@tetrakys thank you so much!

[medys-space]

I started to play children of the light because i finally learn how to get the fashion fjdjdjjxjc

Aah the joy of the first trip to Eden (:

[iwan-fadila]

Honda Vario 160 Modif Spesial Persebaya Dilelang ! Ini Penampakannya

motogokil.com – Assalamu’alaikum wa rochmatullohi wa barokatuh, semoga kita semua selamat di perjalanan sampai ke tujuan. Sukses dengan lelang motor Honda modif special persebaya tahun-tahun sebelumnya, kini PT. Mitra Pinasthika Mulia (MPM Honda Jatim) distributor sepeda motor dan suku cadang Honda wilayah Jatim dan NTT kembali membuat modifikasi motor special Persebaya. Untuk type motor modif…

[cozysip]

*✶     faouzia ouihya in varios interviews.

— public commission — a total of # 100 gifs ( 268x150 ) have been added to my new faouzia ouihya gif page. she's of  canadian and moroccan descendent and was born in 2000, please cast accordingly and use appropriately. all of the gifs have been created from scratch by me​. to access the gifs please click the source link and you’ll be redirected to my gif rules where you’ll find the link to my gif server ( shared with @comfytea​ ) . if you are going to use my gifs like / reblog !

trigger  warnings  : none.

[airlockfailure]

WIP Tag Game

@brokenphoenix99 tagged me, so I'll do my best. Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I don't have a WIP folder, just a list~

Kinktober 2023 Incomplete Anthology (on AO3 as Sanguis Et Passio)

Et Cum Sola (Fox & Treeble, Quinlan Vos/Faie) Incomplete

Nec Aspera Terrent Incomplete (Sterling/Vaughn)

Dies Irae Sad Rece Fic * and Dies Irae Chapter 1

Hardcase/Tup

Invictus AU Chronological Order (a perpetual WIP)

Infragilis Et Tenera Chapter 1

Longshot/Wooley Outline (on AO3 as Mitescere Vario Aestus)

Bail and Thorn’s investigation of the GAR

Koda and Synth’s adventures through the war

Fox and Riyo go to Kamino

Knockout tracking down Ventress' and the GAR’s victims

Holly and Meiro short fic

Fordo and his family

Follow up to Perseids Blunt/Wynut/Zipper

Meerla and Zero become a thing/getting together fic

Thorn and Riyo as friends, trying to set her up with Fox and Fox being oblivious

Star Wars OC Bingo

Coruscant Guard Bingo

All of these fics are within the same Invictus AU.

No pressure tags: @seascribbling, @cacodaemonia, @thatonegreyghost, @marbled-polecat, @nimata-beroya, @trudemaethien, @reaalikaasu, @stellanslashgeode, @imrowanartist, @anstarwar

[lynn-w3st]

MK1: Million Years Ago

Alternative MK1 Universe

Pairing: Smoke (Tomas) x OC (implied)

Kuai Liang x OC ( mentioned)

The character Kimiko belongs to my dear bestie hermana @khaotic-kris. ☺️

I know I'm not the only one

Who regrets the things they've done

Sometimes I just feel it's only me

Who never became who they thought they'd be

Riko was breathing very heavily as she cough up blood, her arms were numb and burning. She felt her body began to feel sluggish and tired but she shook her head and gritted her teeth. She has to go on and avenge her clan, her dad, her brothers and most importantly her mother. Her ancestor was the creator so now many millions years later she is the destroyer.

Gritting her teeth in rage and anger, hands clutching the sword tightly as Riko closed her eyes for a moment before opening them and gave the demon sorcerer the most bone chilling stare ever known to the realms. Her grey eyes glowed intensely with unlimited rage and fury.

Despite being a powerful sorcerer and deadly, Quan Chi couldn’t help but feel fear for the first time. He may have underestimated the Grand mistress of the Tokugawa clan. She wasn’t this weak and helpless earthrealmer he thought he could simply but he should’ve had the chance to kill her when she was at her lowest point.

Riko went out of her way for revenge and blood as will not stop at nothing to achieve her goal. “You will pay for what you’ve done, Quan Chi.” She said in a dark poisonous sharp voice tone.

With a cry of despair, fury, anger, rage and sadness as Riko charge forward as Quan Chi who did the same. The most historic battle commence as Riko will make things right.

“If I’m going down then I’m taking you down with me!” She yelled as her sword swiftly cut Quan Chi’s head and held it in her hand. The nightmare is over as her family can finally rest.

Her oldest brother summoned samurai smiled proudly at her as he began to disintegrate into shards before fading away. Riko smiled as tears soon fell from her face and stared at the moon.

I wish I could live a little more

Look up to the sky, not just the floor

I feel like my life is flashing by

And all I can do is watch and cry

Ten year old Riko Tokugawa was beaming in joy and happiness as she held her new baby brother not noticing her mother’s tears falling from her face. Aoi was filled in despair and guilt as Riko will have to grow up fast and make choices that will affect the clan’s future.

Choices that will lead to great sacrifices and consequences. Aoi knew that they are others haunting them down because of their gift. But she will be damn if they ever harm her children. She had lost her oldest son to that demon.

“Mama! Why are you crying?” Little Riko said as her mother quickly wiped her tears away and gave her a gentle smile. “Nothing my little butterfly. It seems your little brother loves you very much.” Aoi said as her new born son had a tight clutch on Riko who didn’t mind one bit.

“I’ll make sure to always protect my baby brothers! No harm will come to them as long as I’m alive. I promise you mommy.” She said as Aoi couldn’t help but cry again and brought both of her beautiful gifts into her weak arms.

“I’m sorry Riko….. please forgive me.” Her mom whispered quietly as a single tear fell from her eyes as she tighten her embrace around them. She knew her time is over as something evil and vile is coming to end them.

“I love you mama.” Little Riko said happily as Aoi smiled with tears and place a kiss on her forehead before singing them a lullaby. She watch as her bundle of joys drifted off to sleep.

Thirteen year old Riko cried and scream as she held her mother and her baby brother’s lifeless body in her arms. She was covered in blood as her dear oldest brother laid lifelessly few feet away from her. “Mom!” She yelled as tears fell from her cut and bruised face. The moon was hauntingly shining through the broken window.

Blood stains covered the floor and walls as many various of Tokugawa warriors laid lifelessly cold across the palace. Riko only numbly sat in the blood covered floor as she wanted to throw up, cry, and scream but she only sat emotionless in the room slowly being consumed in grief and rage. She let out a gut wrenching scream as she hysterically cried.

By the time Hanzo and Liu Kang made it to the Tokugawa compound it was already too late. The fire God watch in sadness as the young future Grandmistress held her mother’s body as she numbly and helplessly stared at them.

Riko was covered in so much blood, blood that belong to her family and older brother whom she had to kill since he killed her little brothers. The Tokugawa flag hang loosely covered in blood with some edges rip off. Grey sad eyes stared dully as the light in them faded forever.

In that moment, Liu Kang knew that Riko’s happiness and light faded away. She was not the same anymore as she had lost the will to live and was only onsumed by rage and anger.

I miss the air, I miss my friends

I miss my mother, I miss it when

Life was a party to be thrown

Kimiko cried as Riko let out the most gut and heart wrenching scream that was combined with sadness, rage, guilt, anger, despair. She held her dear sister in her arms as they both cried in front of a very beautiful gravestone.

Harumi wipe her tears as she joined in the hug as she brought the both of them into her arms. Riko clutch tightly her kimono and cried her heavy heart out. Mama Harumi began to hum a soft melody as Hanzo later joined into hug and began to hum the melody. It was Aoi’s lullaby.

From heaven Aoi smiled sadly as her only daughter cried out for them. She had many regrets but her main regret is leaving her little butterfly behind all alone in the world. But she is very proud of her daughter and how far Riko came and how much she grew. Aoi would have loved Tomas very much. He was the perfect son-in-law much to her husband’s dismay.

“I wish our little girl had chosen a more mature man to marry.” He said grumpily as Aoi giggle and place a kiss on his cheek. “Oh my love, you are just a big hater. Tomas is a wonderful man for our little butterfly. He makes her happy.” She said softly as her husband’s eyes softened.

“ As long as she’s happy then I’m good to go. But I will haunt him if he makes Riko cry or upset.” He said in a very threatening tone. Aoi rolled her eyes and watch the sight before her.

Later that evening Kimiko made sure that any of the injured Shirai Ryu and Tokugawa warriors were alive and treated. Then came the happiest moment as Tomas proposed to Riko in which she happily accepted as they both shared a beautiful kiss together. Harumi chuckled lightly as Hanzo cried in a manly expression proud of Riko whom he sees as his own daughter.

Kimiko clutch Kuai Liang’s arm tightly as she squealed in happiness and joy. She cried in joy as her dear sister finally got the happiness she needed and deeply deserved. Kimi won’t have to worry because Tomas will make sure nothing happens to her or else she’ll take drastic action.

Kuai Liang smiled proudly at his brother for confessing his love to the woman he loves deeply. His wife Kimiko was shaking in joy and happiness. They both watch as the two married couple happily dance in each other’s embrace.

But that was a million years ago

A million years ago

“Wow Grandma Aoi is so beautiful!” A little girl said as her mother Riko chuckled lightly and smiled at the beautiful statue of her mother. “Not only was she beautiful but also brave, kind and noble.” She said softly as her two children were happily running around in the garden.

Riko gave birth to two beautiful twin children, one boy and one girl just like their father. Her son had inherited the family Glyphs ability. A new era was beginning to emerge but so did other enemies as Bi Han and his Lin Kuei were now a big threat to Earthrealm but all is calm. Liu Kang smiled brightly as he watch the future protectors of Earthrealm grow up little by little.

The Fire God watch in joy as Kimiko’s three lovely daughters happily helped the twins train in hand to hand combat and martial arts.

Tomas felt weird being in a high position but as long as he supports his wife and children then he’s not complaining. He lost his family but gain a new one. Riko was his greatest gift in his life.

“Grandmaster Tomas, Lord Wu Lae is here.” A warrior said as Tomas nodded and kiss Riko in the cheek before leaving the gardens to discuss on how they could stop Bi Han and his Lin Kuei.

They will do anything to stop him no matter the outcome as they will be ready and waiting for him and his Lin Kuei with the help of Liu Kang.

I’m deeply sorry for the lack of post updates here. It’s been extremely difficult and busy for me with work. It’s been a very rough month but I’m excited to go into summer break soon.

For a while I wanted to write a story for my MK1 oc with Tomas as I’m very sorry if that’s selfish of me to do here and makes you guys uncomfortable if I do this kind of work here.

Hope you guys enjoy this fanfic story for my oc and please don’t hesitate to message me if you guys have questions or concerns don’t hesitate to messages I’ll be here to answer any of them when I have the time to. 😊.