#and the rest isnt happy with the surviving other

[ozfi]

okay, so. missing ace. fake blade fan, i know. plot in theory was incredible, but inoue definitely wrote it. wettest movie ive ever watched in my life. I think all my analysis was wiped from my head at 1:17:00. what the fuck. what the fuck.

more analytically. literal text. without hajime the main group does not stick together. drama cd? everyone knows each other, goes to jacaranda regularly, mutsuki and tachibana are even comrades at this point, hajime serves them pilaf. the only one who isnt is kenzaki. when kenzaki survives, everyone drifts apart. koutaro does not even visit his sister and niece. tachibana is totally absent. mutsuki and hirose try to be normal and fail. kenzaki is not happy.

im so glad that the movie addresses the idea that the riders feel empty after theres nothing left to fight for. that they felt more alive during the battle fight, that they want to run and have a normal life because that will never come back and they dont want it to come back but theyve never been that happy ever since and the feelings follow them like poison. they will never get to be normal, not like in the hajime end, where the others seem fairly well off, because they stick together. because they have people around them who understand and can support them through the rest of their lives without fighting and violence but camaraderie.

but despite the distance, you can see amane still trusts every single adult around her. she loves her mom, she goes with koutaro, she follows kenzaki, she trusts tachibana, even, to go with her into a scary tunnel, alone. amane is a good child, and she loves everyone around her. she feels isolated because hajime vanished, and also because the rest of the adults in her life have been absent- how would you know how she feels?! but kenzaki understands. more than anyone.

i also was very interested in how the new riders fought in tandem, very coordinated. we have no background on them, and i kind of wish the story went into how they were found and selected and why. but regardless, they work well together, and there was a stark difference between their fluid movements and the chaotic tumble of the original blade riders- not that theyre better for this! the blade riders got shit done! they just didnt have that teamwork... ever. which probably makes them more impressive?

the final battle made me sure the blade riders need to unionize. none of them are paid enough for this.

but . to the point. it was always going to happen. theres no escaping it. its one or the other. it would always be them. in the end its always them. if kenzaki didnt do it hajime would. kenzaki does it so hajime doesnt have to. but its for each other, somehow. this should be enough. isnt your job protecting humans. He understood all of amanes pain of missing hajime. every single. Whatever the fuck man

Can we plase jsugt. The sky and the sea. What the actual fuck did blade do to me

[tar-thelien]

I´ve had this idea for a fic on my mind for a bit over a year, and then suddenly I felt the need to get at least some of it down

Summary:

Elrond has found Maglor, who, consumed by sorrow upon hearing of his nephew's demise, has turned to madness, but perhaps he was mad even before that. The question arises – where has Maglor been during the numerous years following his abandonment of Elrond and Elros?

TW: past self harm

Words: 1546

Elrond´s POV

Elrond's sigh was heavy as he made his way into Maglor's chamber, seeking a peaceful evening in his foster father´s company, only to find his hope in vain when entering the room. 

"Atto...?" he tried to ask in a composed manner, “don´t you… never mind,” he paused himself with a shake of the head. If Maglor desired to wear a simple tunic and it was what was needed for the older Eldar to be content, he would let the matter be. They weren´t in public and with the Yestarë in just a few weeks bringing warm breezes at times, there was no risk of his foster father suffering from the cold despite his frail condition.

Walking towards the window where Maglor sat, with his cheek pressed against the glass as he playfully huffed to create shapes with his breath, resembling the innocence of a young child, Elrond moved a chair next to the older Eldar to have a seat for himself close to the other without bothering. He also carried a light blanket with him, for the possibility of Maglor suddenly feeling cold or just if the other needed something heavier to stay grounded and ensure comfort.

"Shall I open a window, Atto?" he asked. However, it seemed more like a rhetorical question, as he did not expect a response, particularly evident as time passed without any indication that Maglor had even heard him. The windows had been secured to prevent the distressed Eldar from attempting to escape and causing harm to himself, a precaution taken after his previous "escape attempts", as Glorfindel so unhelpful had called them, during his early days at Imladris.

Looking at his father and letting time slip as he found himself in a calm trans like state he failed to notice the moment when a servant quietly set a tray down on a side table, carrying two cups filled with hot, fragrant tea and a small plate of pastries. To his surprise, Lindir appeared suddenly, presenting the tea along with a book placed beside it. The book Elrond had recently started reading just the evening before.

Lindir, bowing deeply despite the tray in his hands, addressed Elrond, "Hîr nín, I have brought you your cream tea along with Hîriaur´s lavender and chamomile tea, that you told us to make him," he said as he carefully placed the tray on a nearby table, which required Elrond to lean in over himself and stretch his body to reach. Lindir was unaware of Elrond's struggles as his attention was stuck on Maglor, who seemed lost in his own thoughts, oblivious to the activities around him.

"Thank you, Lindir, that shall be all,” Elrond spoke his gratitude to Lindir as he raised himself from his seat to bring the table over, to avoid startling Maglor with any sudden noise by dragging the table over the floor. After ensuring the room was calm, Elrond settled back into his chair and addressed Lindir again, encouraging him to depart yet again, “Lindir?” he asked as he sat down, “you can you leave. I´m sure Maglor will want to speak later when he feels better.”

“Of course, Hîr nín,” Lindir said with a deep bow to no one in particular as he continued, "I was contemplating a theatrical piece and thought it would benefit from Níniaur's valuable voice of thoughts. I-"

"But it can wait," Elrond interrupted as he rose from his seat and calmly approached Maglor by the window as the evening sky started to dim.

“Yes…”

... rest on AO3

[montimer]

Nicepool x reader

Cuz he needs love too,gn!reader

Ik there isnt much info ab him but i tried smt

His hair is so soft you can't help but brush through it with your fingers. He enjoys it, leaning into your touch.

He noticed that you seem to be more kind than the others and that immediately drawn him to you.

He follows you around like a lost puppy with a puppy. Yep dogpool often comes along, the little guy loves you too. Happily hopping up and down upon seeing you.

He cheers for you as you fight, then joining in.

He stares at you, lost in your beauty and when you ask whats hes doing he'll give you a honest answer. "Its just that, you look so mesmerizing"

He has such an adorable smile. His little positive self makes him a great company to be around, for you atleast. Deadpool doesn't seem to like the guy, questioning why do you even like to hang around him.

He picks flowers for you and shows you heart signs with his hands.

He is wade after all so even if hes often calm he likes to yap and be energetic around you.

He hugs you from behind resting his chin on your shoulder. He feels so safe around you.

But incase ur not a hero, worry not! He is very well trained and take a look at his cool guns! He wants to show off so you'll like him

He loves lil cheek kisses.

Lil suggestive hc's!: he is most likely a bottom. His main goal would be is pleasing you first. Making out with him will make him pant for air. He must be all smug about his muscles but as you gently caress them he stops thinking. Blush blush, hes gonna blush a lots. He also moans, lots.

Tell him hes cute and praise him. Makes him so happy.

He daydreams about you

Lets say deadpool didn't fuck him up so bad and he survived😞 you would patch him up and stay by his side. He still acts positive but you see through him, he was indeed scared to die. He would find it funny that with all the bandages he looks like a mummy.

[callmelyc]

Part 2 of this the Lance loosing a leg Langst

Less angst in this one bc I'm a sucker for a happy ending. Again copy and pasted from Twitter ignore typos and grammar 🥰

Keith can still hear it, the moment the coms clicked back to life ringing static in his ears where there was once only silence.

From shiro demanding checks ins all the way to Lance's line remaining silent.

Everything from that mission was a blur, a nightmare.

Keith's throat burns from the way he'd yelled through the coms for lance. His eyes ache from the tears he'd finally allowed to fall once they'd learned why he'd been so quiet.

Keith can still feel Lances dead weight collapse into his arms, can still feel the blood drenching him as he rushed lance to Coran hoping and praying to whatever God exists to please

Please don't let lance die

let him be fast enough

And he was, if ever so slightly

Lance had lost too much blood, Coran had said. Had Keith been any slower....had lance not managed to- God Keith can't even allow himself to finish the thought

It makes him feel sick to his stomach to know lance had been corned alone..

And now Keith stands outside of his pod next to the entire team looking at a battered lance that isnt nearly as whole as the one they'd last seen. They’d cut off his leg, it wasn’t clean nor did Coran have to tell them it was quick. They all knew it wasn’t. Couldn’t have been with how jagged and rough the slices appear to have been if the marking left on lances thigh were anything to go by. They’d butchered him alive making sure with every slice he’d suffered.

What their enemies failed to account for was that lance was a paladin of voltron, a master sniper and a damn good soldier good at getting himself out of just about any scenario and all the tight spots.

From the footage Pidge was able to scrape from that cursed vessel he’d done just that while laying in a pool of his own blood thanks to pure will power alone. He’d survived where they - the enemy- hadn’t. In doing so Lance discovered something none of them knew possible, not even Allura and Coran thought it a possibility. He’d turned his bayard into a temporary prosthetic.

Lance was the first paladin to ever manage turning his bayard into anything other than a weapon. The first to ever turn his bayard into something the likes of what hed managed.

“It’s unheard of” Allura murmured “for the bayard to become something as such- I cannot fathom how he managed such a feat.”

“Didn’t you once say the bayards would take the form of what the paladin needed?”

“I-“

“Wouldn’t that, in theory, mean we could make them anything we needed? Tools, equipment, or like Lance did- a new limb.” Pidge continues.

“I suppose so…” Allura says, pensive with her glance towards lances pod “we will have to revisit this one he can tell us how he did so.”

Keith looks away from the two, staring at the pod, at how unmoving lance is and thinks: It doesn’t matter how he did it, only that he’s ok after the fact.

~*~

Lance woke two weeks after the mission that plagued Kieth with nightmares.

In his sleep hed see lance bleeding out alone, hed see lance draggging himself desperately across the floor calling out his name….so now, now Keith waits outside of lances pod day and night. He sleeps curled up next to the pod that way when he wakes from these nightmares Keith can glance up and see lances moving chest. He can see the healing pods progress on lances damaged flesh with his own two eyes and calm every bit of turmoil resting in his veins.

Lance wakes to Keith once again holding out his arms, and once he falls, holding him in them.

Keith had waited to catch lance, had refused to let anyone else stand where he was so hed be able to do so. And he’s glad he had, Lance didn’t joke. Didn’t smile or make any random comments or say any questions. He was so unlike himself in that moment that right then and there they all realized just how hard this journey would be for not only lance but the rest of them.

Lance buried his face into Keith’s shoulder with a shaken exhale. Keith only pulls him in closer, more secure, because he knows that sound, Lance is holding back tears.

“It’s ok, I’ve got you.” Keith whispers softly, sliding up a hand to pet lances hair comfortingly “we’ve all got you.”

The team joins their embrace as lance finally allows himself to sob, the pain wrenching through his throat, the tears soaking through Keith’s shirt. But finally, finally lance allows himself to feel it all. To feel the fear, the relief he never lets himself have during that mission and they’d all be there as he worked thorough it.

Keith places a soft kiss to lances nape “I’ve got you sweetheart, I’ve got you.”

It’s Keith that holds lance through the night after that with the entirety of the team sleeping nearby to remind him that when he wakes from those nightmares he isn’t alone.

It’s Keith that lance responds the most too first.

Lance tells him everything he can remember, how the ground felt so cold, how everything was spinning so fast. The silence being loud and deafening and the burn of his leg being cut off being unlike anything hed ever felt before.

“I can still feel it.” Lance says one night as they look out at the stars “the ache from the first slice, the nerves being cut…”

Keith chances a glance at the blue paladin, he takes in his hallowed eyes, the way he looks so far away.

“Coran said it was normal, the phantom pains. I just want it to stop…” lance turns to look Keith in the eye, the emotions he feels finally showing in them “will it ever stop Keith?”

“I don’t know.” Keith replies, knowing Lance doesn’t need white lies. He squeezes lances hand in comfort “but, regardless, we’re all here for you lance. You don’t have to do any of this alone, no matter how long it takes.”

After that night they were inseparable.

Anytime anyone looked for lance all they had to do was look for Keith.

They did lances physical therapy together, they did his checkups together, training, meals, sleeping….you name it.

Shiro even talked Lance through the emotions and traumas that deal with looking such a permanent part of yourself and Keith stayed near the entire time.

It wasn’t that he was trying to be overwhelming or suffocating, Keith swears he isn’t trying to be too much. Every-time he even thinks about letting lance out of his sight he remembers that look in his eye, the one on his face filled with pain and fear and- Keith just can’t do it. He can’t leave lance alone. Not until he’s better.

Lance should be happy! Should have light in his eyes that make them brighter than the sun, should have a laugh that reverberates through the room like a song. He should be picking fights with Keith, arguing with Pidge, starting challenges that get them all to take care of themselves indirectly so he doesn’t ruin his cool guy image.

And Keith will be dammed if he doesn’t make sure lance get to that point again.

~*~

It’s Pidge that make the new prosthetic with the help of hunk and the olkari. Lances new leg is made to be lightweight, agile, waterproof, similar in feeling to his human leg for balance with the flexibility to match so that he can still swim and bend to his hearts content. They make sure it could disguise itself with “flesh’ that matches his skin so that is he wished to conceal his loss more privately or for certain occasions he could do so through his healing process and beyond.

“And anything you want added we’ll do it.” Pidge adds as she goes through the list of all the things his prosthetic can do once attached “any enchantment at all. You can even ask for us to make it glow in the dark or play pit bulls Mr worldwide every time you touch down on a new planet. We’d never say no to you.”

That gets a small smile from lance as he runs his fingers ever so lightly across the alien metal surfaces. Keith watches him do so, watches him be so gentle and lost in his touch. It’s nice to see him trying even if they all know this is difficult for him still.

“What if I want it to kick Keith’s ass?” Lance jokes lightly trying to keep the mood from going too south.

For the first time in weeks they see lance laugh, they see him crack jokes and send jabs at comments Pidge gives in reply. The entire conversation with the two mad scientist of the team is full of wisecracks and laughter about all the crazy enhancements they could possibly add to the leg.

“What if you make multiple and one is a cannon—“

“Why a cannon?”

“So I can bust a kneecap and still blow everyone away with my presence!”

Keith will find shiro later and thank him for talking lance through what its like to loose a limb, how to handle it, how the prosthetic healing process will feel once attached. And all shiro will do is clap Keith on the shoulder and say “you aren’t giving yourself enough credit there kiddo. If anyone is pulling weight here its you, you’re keeping him grounded and I can tell it means the world to him.”

That sentiment sits with Keith as he goes through the day, as he gets lance and himself ready for bed, as he lays down next to lance, sharing their covers, and whisper goodnights. It sits with him as he holds lances hand through the attachment surgery that he’d insisted he stay for. They’d tried everything to get Keith to leave but lance looked so woefully upset at the thought that they allowed Keith to stay so long as he was thoroughly and properly sanitized.

He ran a thumb across lances hand from his bedside until he woke up after the fact and kissed his hand with a gentle “good morning” when those blue eyes met his own.

Lances weak smile in response was still a smile that Keith would hold like a trophy.

The healing journey that followed was rough as expected, with many ups and down as no healing is linear.

Lance would get frustrated at his balance, at the leg, at the loss. He’d be angry he couldn’t feel things like he used to, couldn’t feel the ground, couldn’t run like he could before.

Shiro built his training regimen to mirror what hed wished he had when hed gotten his arm and it helped but not nearly as much as the pep talks and brutal honesty Keith would provide during his spirals.

At a certain point Keith even resulted to doing what lance used to do to him, taunt and utilize the rivalry card.

“Giving up already?” He’d say and lance would snarl in response and rise to the challenge if not to win out of sheer petiteness. “That all you got?” “This is the paladin that unlocked more about the bayards?”

Lance would come at Keith like a lion, one out for blood and fierce in his movements. He went from sloppy to more graceful, from a tilt-a-whirl to a proper fighter. Lance was able to swim again, not as strong as before but hed get there and all of them noticed the progress flourish around Keith.

Keith and the rivalry, the challenger, the one that figured out he could use lances own tactics against him. It all worked like a charm.

Through it all lances bayard never once veered from a weapon. Allura had watched closely hoping and praying that he could do it again that he could turn the bayard in to anything else so that they could all learn how to do so too. But no matter the efforts they all fell flat.

Lance couldn’t remember how hed done it, much too delirious from the blood loss, pain and hallucinations. And all through the weeks hed lacked a prosthetic at all hed still never managed to do the transformation a second time.

Keith blocks a sharp kick form lances new leg and rolls away before a second lands “a kick like that wont get you anywhere McClain!”

Lance pushes on attempting to knock Keith off balance with his leg “if you think I’m done you’ve got a big storm coming kogane!”

The spar goes like a dance, twirling and yielding, dodging and gliding. Two halves of a whole, red and blue.

Lance spins around to dodge Keith and just as Keith goes to follow Lance knocks him off his feet. Keith doesn’t care one bit but for lances triumphantly whoop, that’s the best prize in the world.

~*~

It’s not until the next major mission they go on, the first since lances injury, that everything is brought back full circle.

They get cornered by space pirates and they take their bayards away. Lance and Pidge both mouth off at the crew who bite back with pride that they’ll get quite the bounty for them all.

Thrown into prison cells beneath the deck they sit and wait attempting to come up with a plan to unlock the cell doors.

During the midst of the arguments, the back and forths, Pidge challenges lances ideas. Everyone was frustrated, tired, all in disagreement. It was bound for insults to arise that were not truly meant.

“Why don’t you just unlock the door then Einstein!”

Lance gasps in offense “FINE! I WILL!”

“Fine!”

And before their very eyes lances hand summons forth his bayard “you just can’t handle that I might have some good ideas sometimes can you?!”

“Lance—“

“I can think too ya know! I went to the garrison too!” Lance shouts, flailing his arm around and the bayard transforms into a key.

“Lance!” Pidge laughs in awe but he continues on as if they aren’t all starting at him in their amazement.

He turns sharply to unlock the door, throws it open with a huff, and turns to put his hands on his hips. “SEE! My plans aren’t so bad—“

“LANCE!” They all yell, but not in anger, no…they yell in joy. He’d finally figured it out, Lance did it again and this time they’d seen it with their own eyes.

Keith just smiles on, taking lances hand to run “we can talk about this later, we need to get off this ship.”

“Talk about what?!” Lance asks, breaking into a run right alongside Keith, his hand lacing together with Keith’s.

It’s not until they jump ship (literally) and run to their lions that Keith finally gives Lance a response “ how amazing you are.”

If the two stand hand in hand during the debriefing, well, no one bats n eye nor speaks a word of it.

~*~

Turns out it was due to high emotions, Lance being able to use his Bayard as a true tool rather than a weapon. Lance feels so much naturally, so freely, that when his emotions went beyond anything he’d felt before, his bayard heard him through the paladin bond and that formed an entirely new connection. After that relating the use was easier.

Now Lance needed any emotion to turn his bayard into a tool so much as he willed it to be. The downside being that the transformation was much more draining than the usual weapon call would be. Never the less it remained a usual advantage for a variety of possible scenarios and situations that allowed it.

Training for how the others could do so, however, was deemed much too risky due to the circumstances behind the discovery. Allura and Shiro both agreed the risk far too high.

“It’s best to allow it to happen naturally…we’d not want to damage you to make it possible. You all go through so much already.” Allura tells them with a small smile “but—“ she glanced over to Lance, beaming with pride “I know that all of you are strong, and thanks to Lance we now know it to even be a Possibility. We can be prepared for anything.”

Keith slides a hand around lances waist, resting his head on his shoulder “ told you so.” He says softly so that only Lance may hear it.

Lance glances down at him “told me—?”

“You were amazing, are amazing”

Lance just sniffles, trying his best to hold back the tears “ only as amazing as you make me.”

Keith hugs him, pushing all his love into it. When Lance returns the embrace he knows his message was heard loud and clear. This is how voltrons sniper learns he is so much more. More than a weapon, more than a soldier. A tool perhaps, but also an inspiration to his peers, a part of a family, and most of all: someone to love.

[dekusleftsock]

SOOOOO…. EVERYONES TALKING ABOUT HOW TOGA SHOULD HAVE A THIRD OPTION IN THIS SCENARIO THAT ISNT IMPRISONMENT OR DEATH…

SO LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO THE POSSIBLE OUTCOME OF “SUPERVISED BY UA STAFF” WHERE SHE GOES TO SCHOOL WITH THE REST OF CLASS 1-A

I really thought that this was being a tad unrealistic, even when I first started thinking about it. But with toga refusing to be imprisoned and taking death in Ochakos arms as a sacrifice, I can’t help but wonder that if (when, lets be honest here this is another fake out lol) toga does survive in some miracle, probably through hawks, what IS an ending in which she isn’t imprisoned? Where is that?

UA BABY! Aoyama was imprisoned there when he was found out to be the spy, toga has REPEATEDLY been in the UA school uniform in tonsssss of official art! Which I talked about a certain specific official art here which was the biggest hint imo that it’s where toga would end up belonging. Will that make parents of UA students angry? The civilians? OTHER UA students, especially non heroics students? Absolutely it will. But that’s the thing, they’re going to be angry but change needs to happen. If toga was under INTENSE supervision and especially Ochako’s supervision then… I think it could work.

Toga and ochako are together, dekus looking away bc he no longer has that much importance to their story, and Aizawa is oddly close. Not yet aware of the situation or what may be in store for him in the future.

But he is their teacher, he is their guide. It’s his job to protect and, most importantly, accept them.

I MEAN, GOD DAMMIT PEOPLE THEYRE IN THE UA DORMS AND ITS ALL IN BLACK, YELLOW, PINK, AND GREEN LIKE THATS LITERALLY JUST OCHAKO, TOGA, AIZAWA, AND DEKU

Plus I’d also probably laugh my ass off at toga play flirting with deku and him getting pissy over it. Or her harassing bakugou and earning an explosion to the face. Her having girls nights with tsu, Ochako, and jirou. Calling out jirou on her crush, bonding with vlad over having blood related quirks, bonding with mina over who likes who in the class, SHE WOULD JUST FIT SO WELL THERE IN MY MIND OKAY. I’ve thought about it a little too much for something that hasn’t really happened.

If I don’t get my final few domestic chapters with toga and the rest of the girls or toga and bakugou/izuku together like. I need it. I ESPECIALLY need her to call out Izuku for being gay for bakugou. I need it.

Maybe I’m asking for too much but. I really want toga to get her happy ending. One where she’s accepted and supported and around people her age! Having FUN with people her age! The LOV will always be part of her past, may even haunt her future career endeavors, and that fucking sucks. But I want 1-A as a unit to be a space for her. I want her to be able to say that she’s proud to have been part of the league, but she’s also proud to be here. Both are parts of her.

She’s just a tired general course student who doesn’t wanna deal with the press ever LMAO

Ochako always makes sure no one bullies/assholes harasses her and makes sure she knows her smile is beautiful and perfect and the cutest in the whole world every day BC ITS WHAT SHE DESERVES.

[rebellionmoon]

Shower thoughts are crying about Illumi Zoldyck, specifically his healing journey from trauma. That even though he was able to withstand the horrors of his childhood, it didn't leave him unscathed. He survived. As momentous as it is making it to the other side, his life is not easier and he still has to live with the effects of what happened to him; how it irrevocably changed his life and his loved ones had to learn and adapt with him. His abuser and what they did no longer define him. He couldn't forgive and forget, and whenever he looks at that person he is always reminded of what happened, but he had to keep living his life. Illumi still has days where it's just hard and he's just gotta trudge through them. Sometimes he just has to stop and rest, (and Psyche holds him accountable and makes sure he does get what he needs, and he does the same for her) Healing isnt linear, it's messy, full of relapses, and on some days he feels defeated, but life is better than before, happier than before, and he's glad he's still here.

This man isn't even real and I'm a sobbing mess. like why. I didn't even write the entirety of his healing journey in my fic yet, but it's all written down in my head and i'm so happy for him. Go king, commit atrocities, be happy, live and prosper <3

[greml1nb0i]

Hazbin Rewrite. Angels Origins WIP

MAJOR TW FOR ABUSE, AND GUN VIOLENCE AND VALENTINO'S CHARACTER

{BEFORE YOU READ: i will say this WIP is the one that needs the most revision. I used a lot of slang terms from the 20s that was supposedly used. ofc my only sources are google and a random dialect pdf i found on Mafia slang. I apologies in advance if the slang terms used are incorrect and i will gladly change them accordingly, my goal isnt to offend anyone. If its too much i understand and will not fault anyone if they don wish to continue reading. The subjects in this WIP are dark and heavy topics. Readers Discretion is advised.}

Anthony is a careless and charismatic mafia son [from the 1920s ] who revels in his love for the thrill of a job. He is often cornered by his peers asking if he’s “one of those Daisies” but he doesn't think of himself as gay, just very “in tune with himself”, so he often answered with a confident “no”. 

His death was an unexpected one though.

One day he and his crew were being sent out onto a job, it was a real important one at that. Anthony was going bootlegging.

They got a big tip on a cache stored by their rivals; hidden in a ravine under the bridge. It was gonna be a risky job, Anthony liked risky. As his crew and him make their way towards the ravine, one of Anthony’s goons breaks the thick silence. 

“Hey- uh Tony, shouldn’t we be lookin’ out for the others?? What if they show up, then what? We wouldn’t be able to make it out without at least a few casualties.”

The goons' worrisome babbling was getting on Anthony’s nerves, almost as much as being referred to as “Tony”. He turns around and glares at his underling.

“Look bird, if you wanna breeze right outta here, i don’t have any beef, but i got a when you look in the mirror tomorrow are you gonna see Bruno or Chump” Anthony’s death stare didn’t let up, not til he got an answer.

“I ain’t no daisy, i got no kick,” the thug proclaimed, with what only sounded like offence. He marched on, as did the rest, and Anthony finally happy to end the discussion and get back to the job. 

“Alright This all had to be done before the high pillow gets here to assess his inventory. This is the spot, we just have to glom it all before it gets dark.” Anthony informed his crew, 2 had trunks to fill with the contraband, and the other was armed, ready for anything. Anthony decided not to take his gun out. He felt like the odds were in his favor.

He begins nonchalantly walking up to the cache, just barely visible, hidden poorly with tarps and very well placed trash. 

“DROPPERS!!! TONY LOOK OU-!!!” Anthony ducks into the cover of the ravine, pulling out his sidearm, as if it was second nature.

Anthony hears shots ring out, he swears one whisked past his check. He confirms his suspicions from the blood droplets that land, almost elegantly, on his sleeve. His weapon, it was trembling in his hands. Was he scared? No way, he can't be. He’s never been scared. 

“Anthony!!” one of his goons slides into the ravine next to him, he looks panicked but not over the situation,

 “ Anthony, are you okay?” The goon hugs him, he notices the blood on his cheek and wipes it away. Anthony’s face gets red hot so violently he feels like he’s going to pass out. 

“Sir, let's dust!!” Anthony doesn't hear his companion, he only feels the urge to do something really stupid. ‘Don't be a bunny’ he scolds himself. Unsuccessfully however. Anthony leaps out from his hiding spot and begins going on a knock off spree. 1 hatchetman, then 2, then 4 all going down. The only sound besides gunshots that can be heard is Anthony’s psychotic laughter. 

“I’m the Big Cheese around here, ya hear patsy?!” Anthony is broken out of his madness from the whistling signal of his surviving crew member. He makes his way over to him with haste. 

“That’s the crop, you want me to take most of this?” 

“Yea sneeze it, there’s enough here to be out on the roof” 

Anthony couldn't stop staring at his remaining crew member, as he began packing the contraband away, Anthony’s face only got warmer. The goon was beefy and tall. Anthony noticed that his muscles looked bigger than usual, or was he seeing thing. All Anthony could think about was he was a keen man.

 The fella stood up with a trunk full of contraband, strands of his dark hair falling in his face. Anthony’s body, as if possessed by someone else, began moving towards his goon, each step more unknowing and terrifying, “what am i doing?” 

 Anthony questions internally but finds himself right in front of his henchman, he then pushes the strands out his goons face. The thumping in Anthony’s heart was growing, harder and harder until Anthony couldn’t take it anymore, staring into his goons eyes he leans in and kisses him.

The kiss felt like the bee's knees to Anthony, but to his henchman. 

Anthony hears a loud crash, like thousands of pieces of glass windows were shattered in an instant and then a click. 

“What the fuck!?” Anthony turns around and sees their rival's big boss pointing a piece directly at Anthony and his goon. 

“I didn’t know your pops was raising a weak lil sisters, bet he won't take to kindly to finding out a couple of nance’s is stayin’ with em,” the Boss grins menacingly, pointing the gun at them both still, periodically switching to each side, 

“That is unless, this is a big misunderstanding, huh boys?” 

Anthony quickly pushes his goon out of the way of fire and takes a shot at the boss, it lands in his side and he collapses. Anthony rushes over to his goon, eager to help him up.

“Are you oka-” before Anthony can say anything more, he is shot from behind, straight through the eye, by the rival boss, who uses his last bit of energy to sit up enough to take aim and shoot Anthony before the goon grabs Anthony's gun and shoots the rival in the head.

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When he dies and ends up in Hell, he thinks about his final moments. What did he do wrong? Did he not hit the guy in his fatal side? Anthony racked his brain for answers, all but coming up short until he thought of it. The kiss. Did the kiss make him end up here? Did he waste too much time? Were the stories they told him in Sunday school actually true? Was he…a sinner?

Anthony begins to spiral, hyperventilating until he falls over what he could only assume was a curb, his vision was blurry. His vision!! Anthony quickly looks for a reflective surface, only to realize he never truly looked around. His face was lit up by lights and signs, all crude and crass in nature. Where was he??

 He quickly finds a dark window and sees himself, or what he thinks is himself. His body is feminine and covered in a thick fur, he inspects his arms and legs, their anatomy confusing him entirely as arms form from his sides and his legs were long and had a hoofed point to them, how was he even walking? 

Anthony suddenly feels a smack on his backside, he turns around to see a slimy looking creature was lurking behind him.

“Nice pins, hot stuff, you wanna have a smell of the barrel with me and see where this night takes us?” his tone of voice is so off putting Anthony didn’t realize he was backing into the window he was using to look at himself earlier. He looks at himself again; he does look like a dame. But why? 

“Come on tomato, don’t ya like men?” The creature spits some slime at Anthony, he needs to get rid of this guy.

“Look patsy, I don't know what’s going on, I just got here. Pipe this, I'm a guy! And I ain't no daisy, savvy?” Anthony retorts with venom in his words, frustrated and confused he pushes the slime creature away with a grunt.

Anthony, alone and scared, tries to find somewhere he can sleep for the night and finds a park with nice benches, the park has a fountain and a gazebo with flower pots lining each side. Anthony rests his head for only a moment, before he is whisked into a strange lifeless dream. 

Anthony is woken up by a strange voice.

“Hey doll…Hey dolly, you can’t sleep here”  beckoned a mysterious voice out of Anthony’s slumber.   

“How many times I gotta tell people, I ain't a woman!” Anthony resorts to frustration again, he begins to tear up, not knowing why.

“Hey now Angel Cakes no need to have a temper, i'm a helpful fella” 

“What’s so helpful about calling me Angel Cakes and disturbin’ my sleep” Anthony can hear the mysterious man chuckle to himself.

“Well, Angel Cakes, it's the simple fact you’re in my territory” Anthony rises from his slumber and looks at this mystery man. He was tall and buff, Anthony lost his train of thought for a moment.

“Your territory?” Anthony entertained.

“Yea, my territory, this stretch of land from this block,” the man places a hand on Anthony’s waist and directs his vision to where he points; from one side of the road, and a few blocks past to the other side, “all the way to over there.”

“Huh, what are you, some kind of big cheese?” Anthony giggles at his own joke only to realize the man might be serious.

“Well you could say that, all you need to know is this is my territory and you’re on it,” the man leans into Anthony’s face, “and i want to know why?”

Anthony didn’t see any use in lying; however he enjoyed the risky feeling of spilling his most dastardly crime to a complete and total stranger. What could it hurt? It’s not like this guy can be any worse than Anthony. He let it all out, his psychotic break at the shootout, the kiss, and then eventually his death, getting shot through the back of the head.

“Wow, that’s quite the lead up to a climactic death, your life must've felt like a movie huh Angel Cakes?”

“No, I never really cared for the jobs themselves, just the thrill.” Anthony lamented.

“And that kiss must've been thrilling huh?” the man smiled, a fang poked out.

“Uh well, i wasn’t really thinking and…i just made a mistake. That’s all.” Anthony’s dodging of the topic was quickly noticed.

“Hey now, Angel Cakes, what makes you say that, from the way you described it sounds to me like you like men, ain't nothin’ wrong with that.”

Anthony quickly gets up and walks away from the Mystery Man, huffing.

“I aint no pansy, i aint no dame,” Anthony begins to go on a tangent, “i aint no angel cake.”

“well something tells me you never ventured to Harlem, something also tells me you never really looked inward on yourself in that manner, might do some help” the mystery man insinuates.

Anthony shakes his head, only looking into the rippling water in the fountain.

“Did you ever look at gals, the way you did your henchman?” Anthony shakes his head, he doesn't understand. Before he knows it he’s being kissed by the mystery man. Anthony quickly pushes away. 

“What the hell? You don't just kiss people!” 

“But did you like it?”

“What?” Anthony was taken so aback by the man's strange question. He is no longer angry, just confused. 

“Did the fact I kissed you without permission make you uncomfortable? Or is it the fact that I'm a man?" 

Anthony didn’t answer right away, but he didn’t have to, the mystery man could read his face and he could see the guilt in his eyes. He did like the feeling of the mystery man's surprisingly soft lips, he didn’t like the fact the kiss was out of nowhere.

“See. so it's settled. Come on, come back with me and we can relax at my place.” the mystery man pats Anthony on the back, it almost feels degrading. 

“Nothing is “settled” i don't even know what to do now, i don't even know if my family knows i'm dead!" Anthony begins to hyperventilate again, going into a panic, he falls down. 

“Easy now Angel Cakes, there’s nothing to worry about, just come hang out with me; we can relax and figure this whole thing out together, ya know? Besides, i’m probably the only nice sinner you’ll meet around here, i know all the ins and outs of these streets, you’ll be safer with me, savvy?”  The mystery man's words almost felt like peaceful music to Anthony. He couldn't think of anything else better to do, and realistically who did he even know here that could help him. Anthony goes with the mystery man, against his better judgment.

That night, Anthony is wooed into a sense of security, for the first time ever Anthony feels the touch of a man. Caressing his fur and body with passion. Anthony felt at peace for once. 

Weeks and then months go by, Anthony no longer goes by his old name, completely giving himself to the Mystery Man, whose name is Edward. He calls himself Angel now.

Angel and Edward’s relationship was a fever dream. Angel wants to enjoy his afterlife in his own way, but Edward never lets up on the constant demands and tasks he gives Angel. 

‘Come here and clean my coats,’

 ‘give daddy some sugar,’ 

‘go take care of it Angel, you’re my best’

'you know no one else can do it, like you do'

It’s never enough, Angel complains; but he is shown his place, through multiple methods of breaking his self worth. Eventually Angel begins to revel in self loathing and self harm. Drinking his issues away. Angel’s habits, however, find himself getting into more abrasive and aggressive arguments with Eddy.

He is inevitably thrown out of Ed's home, but Angel is still under his contract, he has to do as he says even if he doesn't want to. Angel cries in the alley, his body hurting with each inhale.

Angel was found thrown away on the streets, wrecked with grief and bruised. Valeria took him back to the rehab center where Hans was given the responsibility of taking care of him. As his nurse.

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Yea so this one was a lot more, heavy, than the other ones. I hope y'all enjoyed it.

I'm open for critiques as usual.

If anyone was wondering why i made Valentinos character strangely endearing in the beginning, i did that purposely. Its because thats how most abusers are. They put their victims in this false sense of safety before ripping away that comfort, the victim is broken down to their most vulnerable and cant find the will to leave.

However for this rewrite I allowed Angel to be "thrown out" of Ed's Mafia house; instead of Angel just living somewhere else, he has a reason to be at the rehab center.

Also Edward is not a Pimp in this rewrite, he is a mafia boss. I wanted Ed and Angel to have something in common in order for them to even be associated with each other, and Mafia boss is what fit the most for me.

[angeliciaaaaaaa]

I believe that Rei is dad-coded and Kazuki is mom-coded, not because Kazuki cooks and cleans and Rei rests at home, owns the house, and carries the missions, therefore "doing the work" (although that's part of it, too), but because of the difference in how they value each other and Miri.

I don't know how to explain but there's a quote from a book called "a dangerous silence" that i read several years ago, I don't remember the exact words but I never forgot the message. It was said from a brother to a sister in a conversation about their mother who died young and their complicated father, and went something like: "We [the kids] may have been her [the mom's] world, but she was his [the dad's] world."

Miri is Kazuki's world and Rei's world is Kazuki.

Like Kazuki took to Miri immediately while Rei came around to it after battling with his own childhood issues, issues with his father, his separation from whom he was only able to survive for so long because of Kazuki. The journey to Kazuki's healing began with Miri in the first episode, while Rei's journey to healing began with Kazuki, pre-canon.

Not to say that they don't both love Miri and each other fiercely, it's just a different dynamic with them both much like how it is with a mother and father. Also, initially and throughout the series, what gets Rei to come out of his shell is always Kazuki, even in the moments when it's for Miri. Rei notices when Kazuki feels down and tries, in his own way, to cheer him up. In episode 10 when they were on that last outing, Kazuki spends the entire episode on the verge of tears and Rei spent it worrying for him. It's only on the ferris wheel, when Kazuki makes him acknowledge it, that his lips tremble. I feel like there's also a factor of it being like Rei thinking that Kazuki is the better parent for Miri and therefore by prioritizing Kazuki, he is in fact prioritizing Miri.

And there's a thing where mothers can cope with the death of their spouses on their own while fathers cope by repartnering and that's because they need a life partner. That or they end up like most grumpy widowers we see on tv (obvi 100% accuracy guaranteed). And I have actually seen this in real time in both cases. The mother stays strong for the children, the dad is listless. (Of course not every case is the same, just from my experience and what studies show, but there's also Katniss' mom and whatever this isnt about them)

So, I believe that in the event of a death in the anime (extremely unlikely, but whatevs), Kazuki will be devastated, he will grieve, but he'll survive (not taking into consideration that this is the second time a loved one has died) if only for Miri's sake, he can be strong. And even if Miri didn't exist, he has the capability to carry on because even if he'd blame himself, he's good at ignoring his feelings and compartmentalizing. Rei though does not have that talent. He is self destructive and self depreciative. If Kazuki died, i have a feeling he would blame himself, and always think that he shouldve been the one that died, that Miri deserved the better father. Maybe he'd even punish himself by staying away from Miri, not letting himself be happy, etc. I believe that if Kazuki dies, after securing a home for Miri, Rei will actively try to die. That is until Kyu beats some sense into him but yeah.

Kazuki is mom-coded and Rei is dad-coded.

[purpurps]

Okay:

What the heck did green fight/how did he train? He mentioned he was self taught so I’m taking that as either he trained with the rest of the color gang and/or he was raised in a very hostile environment where he had to fight to survive.

What battle did Purple fight in? He’s clearly fought in some battles and his dad clearly trained him to take down something/someone.

How close are Purple and Mango? It was mentioned that Purple thinks that their conversations are very one sided due to Mango’s stoic nature but also calls him things like “dad” and “father” so they must be close in some way! I would love to see how that came to be!!

(Also hey if you ever need a beta reader I’m happy to look over things! NBD if not! 💜)

HI SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO ANSWER, uni has been kicking my ass (im literally typing this while in class so sorry if some of it doesnt make sense)

putting my rambles under the cut again because theres a Lot

- green wanted to be a fighter of some sort since he was a little kid, he always looked up to the soldiers on his island. he trained a lot with his friends but he was physically the weakest out of all of them so no one really expected him to get far with it, but he pushed through. he got his first apprenticeship when he was abouuttt 16 (so no, he’s not ENTIRELY self taught, he just says he is sometimes to make himself look better lmao)

- im gonna try not to give away TOO much about purple’s past because spoilers hehe, but i can answer this question partially at least. he lived with navy in ignisa, and despite being young he had a lot of experience, after being practically raised to be a weapon. their time on the battlefield was only the beginning too, but that’ll all be explained later in the fic :3

- mango and purple’s relationship isnt bad by any means, but there’s a lot of miscommunication on both sides. purple is grateful to mango for giving them a chance at life, but they don’t know how to express it very well, so as a result mango sometimes thinks he’s ‘failing’ as a parent. mango isnt really stoic, but he occasionally comes across to purple as distant, because of mango’s own past and also the fact that he’s busy trying to hold together his kingdom. they do care about and love each other a lot, they’re both just awful at talking about their feelings hdjdhjs

i probably forgot to mention a lot of stuff,, but i hope this answers most of your questions!!

also i’d love to have you as a beta reader!!!! i sometimes get my buddies to look over stuff for me but i can never have too many second opinions :D

[nos4ay2]

No Troll left behind (no exceptions)

Poppy looked at her Trolls. She had tried so hard to get ahead of the Rock Queens plan, but had been on the back foot from the beginning.

Add in betrayals and an uneven playing field, shed ended up here, in an giant cell with the rest of her people. The enormous circular room was decided into 5 sections, allowing all the other tribes to see each other.

"Queen Poppy?"

She quickly dried her eyes and turned to the group of trollings.

"Yes, Keith?"

The little green trolling shifted back and forth in front of her.

"We've been talking and we don't want to be Rock trolls. And we don't want anyone else to be turned in to Rock trolls either."

Poppy hid a grimace. As soon as Barb figured out that she still had the Pop string in her hair, she doubted there would be much of a choice to be had .

"I know guys. I don't either but as long as Queen Barb doesn't have our sting we should be safe."

Keith stared up at her. And quirked an eyebrow. It was times like this that really showed Branch's influence on the kids. He leaned forward and whispered

"Queen Poppy, we know you have it."

She just barely stopped her self from rearing back.

"I don't.."

"We think you should break it"

It felt like she had been dunked in ice water.

Destroy the Pop string. Destroy the core of their music.

In her silence, Keith continued. "If the string gets broken, then the Rock Queen can't finish her guitar and she can't turn everyone into Rock trolls."

Taking a shuddering breath, she quietly replied, looking the all the trollings of her village, her people.

"But Keith, kids, if I do that we won't have Pop anymore. We won't have music. We won't ever be happy again."

That got a scoff from CJ, standing behind Keith. "We can still be happy. My Dad's Grey and he still gets happy. Isn't Branch sometimes happy too and he's Grey?

Taking a second, she looked around at all her Trolls. Grey wasn't uncommon among the blues, pinks, purple and green. Her tribe had survived horrors the others couldn't even dream about.

She had seen how some of the other tribes were. Whole and sturdy within themselves.

But Pop had had to change over the centuries of captivity. The ability to adapt had always been a core part of them, Pop being the most fluid of music.

But under the stress of yearly (and at the whim of the Head Chef's peckishness) harvest, they had learned to bolster each other.

Going Grey wasn't a sign of shame it had once been. To be Grey and still here, still trying was a sign of strength. The Grey of the village had always been supportive of their colourful families.

Making sure that they were protected, and always loving and being loved in their own ways.

She was proud of her tribe.

And now, the youngest generation, the first generation to be fully born outside the Troll tree and have no grey members, were willing to give up their music so no other tribe would lose theirs.

She was so proud and so heartbreakingly devastated.

A small hand touched her face where she knelt.

Priscilla smiled at her.

"Come on, Queen Poppy, No Troll left behind remember?"

Taking a shaky breath, holding her tears back, she gave a smile in return.

"No troll left behind".

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I mainlined TBGO in like 3 days. Love that show so much. The Trollings are adorable kids. I also wanted to show that its the Pop Trolls as a whole that have changed. Going Grey to the kids isnt a end of the world thing.

They know that the Greys dont sing and do lots of other stuff the colourful members of their tribe do, but they're still part of their tribe. They still love them, still there if the kids need them just like anyone else in the tribe is.

(The Pop trolls have a very 'it takes a village' mentality partly because before 20 years ago it was not uncommon to loose a parent or parents to trollstice, so support system ftw.)

And the kids grew up with that. So loosing their music is sad and they don't want to do it. But they don't want to be Rock Trolls more and this way, the other tribes wont be forced to loose their music to Rock as well.

[larrythefloridaman]

Crimson's character voice fascinates me because he kinda has three distinct Modes that he switches between that blur together at times and kind of reflect how his character has evolved in a really fun way:

The Evil Wizard™️: sort of stoic, flat and menacing, reserved and mysterious in a very 'keeping their cards close to their chest' sort of way. carries much more Godly Seriousness™️ like the rest of his family but dull and lacking in personality besides a hint of scheming mischief and theatricality- sounds. kind of like a bored cobalt impression with Slime on it honestly? very forced, occupies this mostly in his very few speaking moments in season one but slips back into it once or twice at later points

Beetlejuice: anti-charisma and anti-ego cranked to max, sleazeball city, very much a performance of loving being awful, but also in ryan's words very 'soulful' in a way despite also very obviously trying to sell you something. Much more emotionally open, but in a way that still isnt vulnerable, just kind of buries the lede by appearing like a completely self-aware shameless open book of taboo and ick while pointedly avoiding things that require emotional sincerity from him or revealing a real motive for why he acts the way he does. Still a performance but a much more natural, comfortable one for crimson to occupy

Adult Tragic Bully/Delinquent From Like A 90s-2000s Cartoon In The Throes Of Arrested Development: Bratty and controlling, pushy, (due to a lifelong inability to control other vital aspects of their life and having a wonky relationship with boundaries due to the lack of respect for his own agency and consent he's grown up with and thus if you dont put your foot down and make yourself very clear with him he will steamroll you and not even really register it as abnormal and bad) preening and demand praise (to overcompensate for how much they, consciously or not, dont like the person they are, and lacking positive reinforcement from the formative figures in their life,) sneaky, disloyal, two-faced, someone who uses others and then throws them away (needs to play roles and hide to protect themself and views cutting ties as a very impersonal survival move, holds no ill will toward the people he backstabs or tricks but is fully aware and fully accepts they have every right to hate him for it, wishing them well despite it and giving them a wide berth even if he doesnt totally understand what he did wrong, like with Val) hoards any kind of power they can get their hands on (in a childish belief that it will make them safer and more in control) bestest friend is his meangirl pursedog (funbox <3,) smarter and more insightful than you'd guess because their talents lie in unconventional and often hard to obviously quantify places, good with kids because he still gets how they think because he grew up stunted and weird and wants them to be safe and happy but desperately wants to escape the shackles and trappings of his nightmare childhood and so performs being too mature for baby shit like Caring About Stuff while also kind of struggling to actually mature, because he still cant get out of his situation. Crimson at his most exposed.

[saguette]

JTHM ASK! ur my favorite jthm artist ever. :- ] what do you think of edgar? and are there characters you think would be fun/funny as friends?

IM SO HAPPY TO TALK ABOUT JTHM THANK YOU its funny because Edgar is actually probably the character ive contemplated the least, ik hes like second most popular character in the fandom (?) but i havent given him as much thought as the rest. not for any particular reason i think its just cuz he shows up pretty early and therefore is drowned out in my head by other stuff. I think Edgar is interesting though, i dont think i have any new concepts about him but i dont think hes as smart and stoic as portrayed, i interpret him and Johnnys interaction as a display of their difference between perspective but i dont think either of them is a proper perspective and they both judge eachother over it, like, johnny is taken aback by him but not in the "oh so intellectual" and instead "oh one of THESE guys" and edgar comes off to me like he is trying to match johnnys energy and sound smart enough to somehow weasel his way to freedom. i think they both mock eachother and edgar isnt really all that respectful hes just good at improving for a crazy guy. the only characters i think about being friends the most is Eric and Oblivia (and in some situations not really friends but more of like accidentally keep being in the same place at same time comedic thing with Tess and Krik even tho they hate eachother) Eric and Obliva to me are like, two "best friends" that have survived the entire friend group falling apart 5 times or have bounced to a bunch of them. theyre never the center of drama they just watch it happen around them best friends is in quotations because i imagine they do not really bond over alot on their own but that makes it more special because its the "youre not super involved in my life which makes you the perfect person to talk about anything with".

ALSO EEEEKK I LOVE YOUR BIG TOP BURGER ART THAT MAKES ME HAPPY

[bigmack2go]

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Also here are my notes. Not all of them make sense anymore but some do lol.

So we all know i love musicals and thats why i chose this topic. i knew from the beginning that i wanted to do smt with musicals for this but i wasnt sure whT to chose. I was debating doing the portrayal of death in musicals but nit all of you answered in time whether thya would trigger anybody so that was out. The second option was costumes in musical whoch wooild make sense for us as fashion forst graders but then u realised i could include that in this.

Now obviously there isnt one way to make a good musical and its always a matter of opinion. And while i do have an opinion, i tried to form a critical opinion on everything.

Theres a lot of stuff that goes into musicals. When you think of a good one you may think of one with good lyrics or a cool story. But theres also stuff that you don’t think of at first, that alone couldn’t’make’ a good play, but in combination are the most important parts! Like the light design >insert rest of agenda.< (kannst einfach ablesen, was auf der folie steht!)

story wise i think heathers did a great job. Heathers is about a girl who falls in love with a killer. Ups and downs, and just a generally creative and good story with a good and,,more or less sense-making plot. The layout is very good too: a great hook, some happy stuff, scary and then things go down with a bittersweet ending. Im not sure how to explain what makes a good or a bad plot but for reference imma give you cats in comparison as an example of a not so good plot

Talking lyrics, i dont need to think twice to tell you hamilton! Its about alexander the great and his life. There is no way to convince me of anything else. Its a peotic masterpiece which especially brings out alexander hamitons own lyrical genius. Lin Manuel Miranda is a great fan of motifs and mass rhymes, and methaphors. His stylisation is nit only unique but really really good!

but I honestly didn’t like the choreo: it was sloppy and ensemble based. They were just rearranging furniture and stuff. There was only one song, “Satisfied” that was choreographed well. i do however think that westside storry has an awesome choreo! Westside story is about racism and separation between gangs in the 1960’s new york city. It tells storry but it’s still dancing. Good dancing i mean. They mixed elements of ballet with hip hop, flamenco and countles other kinds of dancing and it came out with perfection

and while the tunes are awesome there, there are better ones. Like Rent. But even better: hadestown. A modern retelling of the story of greek mythology god orpheus and his love interest euridacy. The tunes are everything there! It captured the mood and it was,,, seductive to your ears! The orchestra and composer did a great job! Its not easy to make all instruments work with each other so well. Or in the hights! Awesome composition!

yk what else is great about in the hights? The mood! It has ups and downs. An awesome balance thats brought acroos awesomely! Some would argue that SIX is by far the play with the best mood and don’t get me wrong SIX also has a great mood but i dont think they found a good balance for that. The mood is almost exclusively positive for what its worth and it didnt have enough variety

while its not like in the heights had the chance to, they still didn’t have the greatest costumes… however six didn’t have the chance either, but they still did it. They’re original and iconic and make the characters! Six tells the story of the six wives of henry the eighth who were divorced, beheaded, died, divirced, beheaded and survived. Of course there goes a lot into costume making which makes this even better Theres a lot to concidder:

-cholortheory

-color psychology

-prises

-fabric

And then of course the require some necessary qualities like

-quickchanges

-dancable

-rechognise characters (especially when one actor plays several) and set the ensemble apart

-makes no noises OR make specific noises

-You need to concidder the period in which the play takes place, and clothes aren’t the only complicated part of costumes: wigs/ hair and makeup or facepaint can make a whole look!

And the kind of musical can also influence the kinds of costumes. Some examples are

Types/ways of costumes (I tried to make this as few categories as possibles possible)

(Erklären!!!)

- Normal clothing. Examples: come from away, Illinois, the prom

- Periodically./accurate (unter punkt: seemingly adequate) Examples: newsies, the greatest show, something rotten

- Periodically modernised: Hamilton who had periodical clothes and hair and make up modern,

- Modernised: SIX which was almost robitic, descendants

- Interpretation Starlight express, (where trains and cars wore roler skates), tarzan, and lionking? Possibly? I feel like lionking could be a category of its own though to be honest

- made into outfit:: spongebob, Arielle/the little mermaid, (starlight express)

- Actually just costumes: cats, Shrek, beauty and the beast or wicked

- Inadequate: six

- Portraying: into the woods and parts of starlight express

- Simplified: hamilton

- using the stage: illinois, ride the cyclone

then theres storry telling for which i say cats. cats… which is quite ironic. Cats is about…. Well… cats

They could have done better but i still think it’s the best there is! They TELL their storry. Like in six exept they actually have a present that like,, exists. The lyrics alright i guess but the composing could have had a little more variety, however i did love the stage there as well because it was always the same but still did awesome stuff like the train thingy

talking about stages! I think the stage is such an important part thats often overlooked. There are musicals like dear evan hansen, the prom, be more chill or tuck everlasting that have a variety of different sets with self driving probs but it’s just actually different things and not very creative. There are two versions of good stages. One that take you in the setting, but that only works if your setting is a special place. There are many musicals that made this one very well. My top two are frozen on ice and tarzan they are actually in an icepit with icedanging and stuff and in tarzan they swing around like actual monkeys and spray you with water and stuff. The second type is when there is one element thats used through the whole show and that makes the setting. This is also called a Uni-set. One of the best examples for this is probably the grey cube: Falsettos. It’s about aids and judaism (?)

But whats part of the stage design is the light design which is overlooked even more than the stage itself. I know i said said that i didnt like the stage of dear evan hansen but it does have an awesome light design! In general the technical aspects and also the sound design there is really good! Dear evan hansen is about a boy who pretends to have been friends with a kid that recently passed.

then theres what i call the manipulation aspect which is choices that were purposely made but not pointed out. I think that hamilton did a great job here too. A lot of people talking at once when to much is going on in his life and only him talking when he makes the dumbest decision in his life. Walking in straight lines when thinking simple and good but in circles when it’s complicated and a lot. That sort of stuff.

the last aspect is performance. Its hard to rate this since for stage musicals the actors and therefore the performance changes constantly but i think the original tuck everlasting cast did a great job! Tuck everlasting is about a girl, Winnie, who meets an immortal family

something that i honestly probably shouldnt count but gives bonus points is: every musical should have at least one singer tht seems to not even be able to miss a tune if they tried. Sure all singers should be good i love when theres just this one over the top adelle level person. The greatest showman has one and its epic, like,,, goosbumbs throughout the whole song “never enough” with the swedish nightingale. The greatest showman is about Pineas Barnum- an actual guy- who believed in true happiness and that as long as a smile is real, it doesn’t matter if the ‘cause’ of that smile is. He was the reason for the saying “freakshow”

however those are only the best in their aspects but if you’re asking what the BEST MUSICAL IS I definitely say Newsies! im not saying that because i like it -which i do- but actually critically thinking!

Newsies is a Musical based on the newsboys strike of 1899 where the Newsies working for the World and the Journal held the first ever successful strike in america that was organised by kids in history. The story centres Centers around a Newsboy Jack Kelly and his new friend Davey. They start a strike against the owners of the Newspapers and stop selling because they raised the prices for the papers even tho they have more than enough money, when the Newsboys barely make a living. Davey tries to talk him out of it at first but doesn’t succeed. Eveantually he gives in and actually gets really invested in the strike himself in the end.

Now your prolly thinking: why? Well. This presentation is far from over. (That was a lie. Its almost done dont worry)

Lyrics are honestly great! I have zero complaints about that. If anything, i have complements! Sure, its not as good as Mirandas works but, lets be honest: what is? I think the lyrics were still more than A+! The story is simply great. i personally think its harder to make something that already exists or happened into a storry. It requires much more creativity despite already having a ‘template’ you have to make the whole thing fit and make sense with your own thing and still be accurate and theres a lot about this actually. Newsies did great with that! It’s composed geniusly too. Menken/Ortega outdid himself by far with it. The choreo? Bombastic! Don’t even get me started. Prolly the best I’ve even seen! And I‘m not just saying that. I actually don’t think i’ve ever seen anything choreographed this well before. They have dance breaks in songs, DESPITE DANCING THE WHOLE TIME anyways

Tunes? Through the roof top. (Haha get it— cuz of santa fe— laugh>:()

The mood was great but it had a balance! It was introduced with a good mood, making u invested but still,,, deep and sad.

You just need one picture -and this is gonna sound really bad for my case but- this[bild zeigen] is all you need to know about the show

While the costumes aren’t too original they’re definitely iconic and not too bad.

Story telling is fantastic! There are some talking to yourself/the audience and telling the story! Some telling it WITHIN the plot (which they did a gooood job making it seem natural and not forced info) and some middle grounds. I really liked it. They also blurred the lines there perfectly.

Stages! I love using newsies as an example for a good stage because they have BOTH kinds of a good stage! (sorta) its one element that is rearanged to make a whole different setting. They only needed some little elements that weren’t always the same. Add a few tables and chairs? Diner. Ad fancier chairs? Pulitzers office. Typewriter? Boom! Editors office. I also think that the metall stuff did a really good job reminding u where and when exactly this is taking place and that that combination of time and place: lower manhattan in 1899 wasnt the best mix of time and place to live in so that sorta counts for the first type.

We dont even need to talk about the “manipulation” aspect bc i wouldnt even know where to start. Im not even sure it was all on purpose. What character has what choreo, the double meaning of some things, the reprises, the rhymes and so much more

They have medda and jeremy jordan as jack kelly so they have not one but TWO of those perfect singers!

And Ive honestly never seen a bad performance of newsies . So yes. Chritically, Newsies is the best musical

Anyway my favourite is and always will be

Starlight express

Despite not being on place one in even ine of these

[yellowbluemoonshine]

Hi, hope you're doing well.

Yuzuriha fanarts and, of course, cosplays seem to have skyrocketed after the anime's release and while this had a positive effect on the series' popularity, I can't help but think many people are missing out on Yuzuriha's character. Plot (and fan service -_-) aside, looking at her character individually, she's a finely written character. We don't get to see many logical and pragmatic female characters who can hold their own and actually fight without being a burden in Japanese media. And I find her, for lack of a better word, "tough girl" act overall quite satisfying especially when her concealed feelings were revealed and explored towards the end of the manga. This made me want to read her part in the light novel, which I am planning to do soon. Anyway, I was wondering what you think of her and her relationship with the rest of the cast and her relevance to the plot.

Hi. Thanks for the ask, anon. I hope, you are doing well too.

General Opinion on Yuzuriha;

And you explained really well. She is fine character but she is also used as fan service and comic relief a lot which is a shame so anyway, here's my general opinion on her and her relationships.

She is fine character;

She is smart. She cooparates with others in a situtions that she cant survive on her own. This also means a lot of interesting interactions between different characters. She fight well and she is independent. We dont have much female characters, especially good ones so its nice that she is in the story as good character. She is pretty. She gives fan services but at least, she still has character. She is femme fatale, a pretty woman who seduces men for her own gain and drives them to dangerous situtions. Her fighting style also fits this side of her. She is funny so at least she gives comic relief to the series. Most characters are too serious so sometimes, it's fun to have a character who is chill.

As personality, she seems to similar to Toma at first sight. They both are mysterious, kinda sadistic, they always give a smile and pretend to be trustworthy only to usually betray for their own gains and they both has earth element etc but i think she is a lot similar to Chobei in a way she is independent, she is naughty girl who wants to do whathever she wants. She is pleasure person. She doesnt care about shame to survive. She lies and she is very social, this part of her is a lot like Chobe. Only difference is Chobei wants to be leader and dominates others while Yuzuriha usually prefers to play safe. She has her own agenda. She is also very realistic or negative like Gabimaru. They both are ninjas, after all.

Though her motivation as villain was explored more because it would make sense why Sagiri is so protective of her and she would actuall have an answer to Isuzu when she said 'think about her victims and their families'. And honestly she has a point.

She is Good Big Sister;

The most interesting part of her for me is that she is actually good sister. She became ninja to gain money for her little sister. She risked her life for her many times and still tried to make her happy. And the reason she wants to live for long time isnt just because for herself. Its most likely a promise she made with her sister. And we only learn this when she is about to die, that story she told before is actually real. Jigokuraku is a story that explore humanity of criminals and Yuzuriha is one of them. She is not just bad guy for the sake of it. Her love for her sister and her motivation also gives depth to her character.

I think this wasnt mentioned enough because Chobe usually overshadow her as big brother but i think its different. I am just gonna say it. Chobei is crazy. His love with for Toma is crazy. Thats just him and Toma. Yuzuriha is good, great big sister actually and this should be talked more.

I am mentioning this because usually 'brocon/siscon' siblings love shine more but their love or obsessions is too much sometimes. So its sad to to see they overshadow just your usual loving big sister/brother. And thats very unfair.

Fake Death Scene;

I think this really ruined her character and made it hard to take her seriously after that fake death scene. She has clearly 'last moments' scene which is perfect way to end her character but she suddenly comes out of nowhere. And not only her survival doesnt make sense, and also ruined the death scene but also, her staying in story did nothing for the plot. Whether that scene shouldnt have portrayed as death or she shouldve stayed death.

(Similar thing happenned with Chobe but it was obvious that he survived with the way Toma hold him nad problem isnt him surviving at that scene but it show it happens and the whole baby thing is ridicilous.)

At least, this couldve been good chance to explore Yuzuriha's humanity tooo, but her backstory wasnt explored the way Gabi and Chobei's story was. Not just Yuzuriha, Toma and many other characters too, wasnt explored much. Though, i think thats one of the main issues with Jigokuraku. (Another issue is it shouldve been more 'dont tell, show' thing). We didnt explore much even though there were so many different characters, different interactions, there wasnt much development. For example, it would be interesting plot if some point she betrayed the main group but eventually felt regret and came back to them maybe.

Sagiri and Yuzuriha;

I think its fine ship but its full yuri fan service. My biggest issue with this is Yuzuriha suddenly flirt iwth Sagiri out of nowhere and at some point, Sagiri is okay? with it, also out of nowhere. If only we could explore why they suddenly attract towards each others (other than 'oh hot woman'). Like, why Yuzuriha suddenly likes her out of all people? Gabimaru also has idea of justice, just like Sagiri. She also has a fan, Senta who seems to admire her personality. And same with Sagiri too. She was so stubborn with her rules even against someone like Gabimaru who is victim but then she sayd 'you are not a villain' to Yuzuriha even though she doesnt know anything about her story.

Though logically you can guess Yuzuriha (also just like Toma) likes people who would do anything for her and protects her. There is a soft side to her. My only issue is that there is no development and their interaction seems out of nowhere. And also Sagiri always think about Gabimaru more than anything so its weird. But otherwise, i like fanarts. Their personality fits each others. Serious innocent girl x Chill naughty girl. Its very fun idea, but in canon story, i dont think its well explored.

Her Other Interactions;

I feel like her love for Sagiri overshadow her other interactions. She was like a big sister to Nurugai and Mei. She was good ally to Gabimaru after some point. She even teased Toma. She gets to be taught by handsome teacher Shion, that was her request. There is also interesting parallels between her and Senta. Senta who is lying to himself btu honest to others and Yuzuriha who is only true to herself but lying to others. He views her as free and admires her but her hiding hearth from anyone isnt a good thing so i wish we explore more of this. Its a shame we didnt get more of it. Anyway she clearly likes them too.

Summary;

I am not a big fan of her but i think she is fine character, her being good big sister should be talked more and i wish we get to explore her inner world and interactions more, same for other characters too.

[marunalu]

She never said she felt no remorse, you are assuming she doesn't based off her self-sacrifice. Itt is obvious the League of Villain will go the route I said if you watch the story closely. If you can believe in something as stupid as All for One sacrificing himself to save Izuku then this is not hard to believe in this either.

The only way for afo sacrificing himself for izuku that would make actual sense storywise is if he is his father in a darth vader kind of style and that absolutely still WOULDNT redeem him or forgive his crimes! If he isnt izukus father, then no it wouldnt make sense at all even to me! If toga is ready to sacrifice herself for a girl she barely knows I see no reason why a father wouldnt do the same for his child even if said father is a villain! And afo will die 100% no matter what anyway! He wont get a second chance in life and have a happily ever after with his family and I NEVER claimed he will!

Okay so I checked an other translation (the one I did read left some things out) and I give you that, she doesnt say she feels no remorse for her actions BUT she also doesnt say she does! She says she refuses to get arrested and thats the only logical thing that will happen for the lov if they survive. Toga STILL choose death OVER a chance for rehabilitation in a hospital or jail for her crimes! Are you seriously trying to tell me the lov members should get a happy ending after they DESTROYED the happy endings of hundreds of other innocent people, just because these people are faceless strangers for us readers! They even killed CHILDREN or turned them into orphans by killing their parents! They helped to destroy ENTIRE citys full of normal people, killed whole familys! Seems like you have forgotten that or you just want to ignore it because you see no fault in your favorite characters! Im an afo stan, yes I believe he has a fucked up past too which is responsible for why he ended up the way he is and I still guarantee you the LAST THING I want is for him to survive or rehabilitate himself. He NEEDS to die or at the very least put into prison for the rest of his life!

Like I said, it would be a terrible message espicially to younger readers if the lov members get in the end what they took from innocent people - a second chance and a happy life. Hori would literally tell his readers that massmurder is okay as long as you have a tragic backstory! Do you seriously think after everything the lov pulled hori will just use eri for example as a plot device and let her heal all the villains and then let them face no further consequences for their crimes?! Like do you think dabi will just return home and live together with the rest of his family as if nothing ever happend? As if he hasnt killed or helped to kill dotzen of people himself? What do you think the rest of japan will do? Go to them, clapping them on the back and tell them that everything is okay and forgiven now?

Listen Im fine with you not agreeing with me, so lets just agree to disagree on this topic! You believe that the lov members will get an happily ever after, I think its unrealistic! I have no further interest in interacting with you any longer and any other ask send by you will be ignored so spare us both the time!

[asbestieos]

Do you have any stuffed animals other then the nuis? I want to know for government reasons. /j

(In all seriousness I just like stuffed animals and I like talking about them)

OHOHO i have a few.. ill go through them in order from newest to oldest!!! ill put them under a readmore though because there are a few images and the post is very long otherwise!

first we have MOBBU!! (ignore the bootleg wataeis!!) i got him about a month go on a shopping trip with my sister and her middle school bestie! i know hes not an animal but im mentioning him becos he my sweet <3

next we have max plushie! max is from the Sam and Max franchise! hes basically a Vague Rabbit Creature. hes also canonically gay and in feral rabid love with his partner in detective and vigilante crimes, Sam! currently hes in desperate need of a bath. but really i think hes happy like this.. dirty and disgusting.

(i really should put him in the warsh though since i cuddled him constantly while sick with sinus infection weheh)

next are these assorted kirbys + gengar! theyre from last year on hot topic trips with my beloved sister! i originally bought them for her but her bed over at her dorm isnt big enough to accommodate all of them so theyre for me for now >:33 peep tatsun pasha and my.. disassembled shelves GDHBDND

good mention! the amongus plushie my bestie coworkers got for me! 🥹 i have really sweet memories associated with this one.. i started my job back in april 2022 and i was so girlslay, i was awarded partner of the quarter in i think.. july? august? i dont quite remember but it was during that very summer!! and my bestie coworkers bought this for me as a gift!!

its part of a inside joke bc when i was first hired, i would draw amonguses on all of our storage boxes in the back for funsies and write sweet notes to next people on shift dbdjfj.. i still remember the amongus rainbow we drew!!! omgg!! basically i drew an amongus on a blank order sticker and stuck it to the back of our front register self and colored it red i think? and over the next few days, my coworkers added their own amonguses and colored them to make a rainbow!! it was so so sweet and cute and made me fall in love with my job even more!!

next we have.. Samhain!!! hes from when my coworkers took me out shopping at a local mall during halloween season! i saw him and immediately wanted to get him becos i love love love Trick R Treat and i love sammy. hes an animal technically. a creature. hes my sweet and i love him more than anything!!!!! <- ki dropped him into a puddle when ki took him with kiss during halloween trick or treating

pikachu!!! this is from i think high school actually! maybe from a hot topic trip? as you can see her ears have flopped over and lost their stuffing and her arms are on the way.. hut its ok i still love her <3 also doubles as a backpack

and finally!!! my oldest surviving stuffed animal, from my childhood, huge hello kitty plush!!!! she actually used to have a long black sharpie marker line going down her face on her left eye i think? my mom bleached and scrubbed it off her last year so shes super cute and comfy and happy now ^_^ shes also firm so sometimes i use her as a back rest whenever im sitting on my bed

teehe!! sorry for the ramblings and super long post! i had more but most of them were given away / donated sadly including my beloved beanie babies </3 wormy the inch worm you will always be in my heart.. but thank you for asking weheh i had fun reminiscing!!!!