#but how dare you kill my little gender baby just because it was a heroic self sacrifice

[theseaofrainbowclouds]

Maka Character Thoughts...

I think my hardest-hitting Soul Eater opinion is that the biggest missed opportunity (and this is the anime, I know there's a couple) is that they severely underused the fact that Maka is both a meister and a magic weapon.

Like, I feel like it was a great idea playing it down until later. You accept that her father's main role is being kind of embarrassing and you forget what it might imply for her genetics that he is the Death Scythe until you've gotten used to the idea that she's more gifted student pushes herself too hard rather than living steel.

But think about it, how cool would it be if, in a critical moment in a fight, in a move of pure trust, Soul and Maka swap places to get around an enemy's defences. He shifts to human form and she shifts into scythe form and the foe shits because wait what that's not supposed to happen. Picture how cool of a fighting style they could have developed where they do just that, throwing their opponents off-guard with redirected attacks and constantly swapping to change their momentum or keep their opponent from getting a read on them.

There's already a little of this whenever one of the Thomson sisters wields the other, which makes it only more glaring of an omission that we never do anything with Maka's reveal besides having her grow a bunch of blades in the middle of a fight.

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

The specific Paramore lyrics are killing me. Also this cover looks so homey and domestic? Anyways text wall warning. -Rotten Anon

the reader doesn’t raise Sebastian with strict gender roles

As someone who’s technically under the non-binary umbrella: fuck yeah

reader is threatened (in a graphic way) and called whore in a derogatory manner by the UnSub

Oh fuck, actual case stuff is picking up.

They’re so cute doing makeup and stories.

There was a hopeful edge in his voice, a daring longing in his eyes as he looked at the parents helping their children from house to house.

He wanted a kid so bad.

That you thought he would make an amazing father. That you wanted it to be a ‘when’. 

Fuck. They both wanted this so bad and it happened but just not in the way they thought it would.

he had even picked out which district he wanted to live in based on schools in the area and lowest crime rates. 

I see what you meant by this chapter showing him being even deeper in.

He knew it was stupid, but he had already been squirreling away money for a downpayment on that house.

I see what you meant.

In his mind’s eye, his daughter was so much like you.

And as it turns out his son is so much like him.

“One nightmare! It was only one!” 

This exchange is cute.

he went back into the house to be mobbed by Sebastian. Having the boy run into his arms with so much excitement - it made him feel more heroic

They’re also cute. He loves Spencer so much already.

They also had a tea party with some large bears and dolls present

Oh my god, they had a tea party.

We don’t have time to delve into gender roles and heteronormativity here, but look at Sebastian go. And it’s nice to see this in fics, I feel like it’s often not seen in fics?

Sebastian poured the imaginary tea for each member sitting around the small plastic table and they clinked their tiny plastic cups together in a toast. 

This is so cute, I’m going to cry.

him downright smacking the office door

I don’t know why I’m having so many feelings about this, but I am.

Sebastian giving Spencer a piece of candy. Reader remembering what his favorite is. Oh my god. And to me, it makes sense that she remembers. Hell, it probably haunted her sometimes. But sometimes you just don’t forget things about people you loved. You just don’t.

High five!

‘I know it’s impossible, but I want those years back.’ 

The deep sadness lingering in Spencer’s eyes caused your stomach to clench. 

Oh. Ohh. That first sentence got me. Spencer, I’m so sorry. Spencer has big brown eyes too. Fuck.

the boy went through a very detailed explanation of the plot of the films so Spencer would have an informed choice

Spencer would do the same thing. That really is his son.

“That’s my baby picture!” Sebastian said excitedly, looking over at the pictures in Spencer’s lap.

He’s adorable

“That’s when I was a baby, after I was born. I was one day old.”

Oh. I really need to think to try and articulate what I’m feeling here. Because that’s a fresh Sebastian. Most likely taken in the hospital. A moment, one of many, that Spencer wanted to be there for, would have been there for, had he known and now he’s getting this fragment of it. This little human he helped create, that’s part him and part woman that he loves that can’t even lift his own head. It hurts. It’s somehow both sharp and aching. Like gently inserting a blade into a throbbing material.

The description of these photos is going to kill me as I think of how Spencer wanted to be and would have been, if he had just known. It’s cute, but bittersweet. She did it on her own, but she didn’t have to. She didn’t want to. Not really.

“Why is my friend Spencer sad?” He asked in a small voice, looking up at you.

Oh baby.

That gutted him even more. Spence. 

For some reason this one made me actually verbally go, “Ohhhh.”

you thought he was a man who would have never cared about your son. Someone who would have asked you to get an abortion or distanced himself from the pregnancy as much as possible. 

Fuck. Spence. I have things I want to say, but I don’t know, and I don’t understand, but I do. He was recovering and a mess but fuck. How did we get here?

This was someone who could fit into your life, someone who could help raise your son. 

And tugging right at your heart, something you wanted to deny - this was a man you wanted to be your husband, as well as the father of your child. 

I would marry him.

You wanted to wipe those tears away yourself. Spencer’s keen eye went right to this movement, and you felt so caught. 

There’s so much in just these two sentences. I too, would feel so very caught.

“Do you like pretending, Doctor Reid?” 

Oh fuck. Oh no. Also he’s literally the dad but that’s absolutely not information we should divulge to the UnSub.

Such a funny way to talk about that whore you supposedly once loved

Weird way to talk about a woman in general, dude, but especially a woman who specifically hasn’t had sex with anyone in a long.

He’s smart enough to do well on his own now

Everything just stopped. He is smart and brilliant but he’s just a boy. He’s not even in kindergarten. And his mother loves him so much.

I’m so invested and enraptured by this I’m just taking in the information.

This day wasn’t about some soft, sappy reunion with you and his son. This day was about the fact that you had been targeted by a dangerous, deranged killer.

Hence why I said “and murderer” in my summary. Extra emphasis with the extra “and”. It also makes sense that the UnSub has been watching, he has already sent flowers. How he knows everything is another question, but we’ll find out eventually (I assume.

A fresh, vicious wave of determination went through him

He’s so hot.

This conversation about the bathroom is so domestic.

He made it a promise because he wanted to hold himself to it - he wanted to spend lots of days watching films with his son

Nothing to add, this just made me feel things.

He promised himself that there would be lots of time to do these things with Sebastian in the future because nobody would interrupt that for him. 

He’s so fucking determined and also probably a little pissed. It’s so personal. And he’s desperate to not miss more, to be there, no matter what anyone says.

“Stop that.”

Denial is protection part two. Both from the horrifying reality and, if I had to guess, further interfere from Spencer from her own personal life. Sebastian is her whole world but this is something else.

The four-pointed star necklace that he had given to you on your birthday was sitting in the middle of your chest, right where it belonged, glaring at Spencer, taunting him. 

Oh my god. She’s still wearing it.

A terrible guilt struck through your gut, like you had been caught stealing something, and you froze up on the spot. 

I have so much to say about this. The fact this is the second time she feels caught? As if it’s a crime to still love Spencer. Like some terrible, awful secret she would be crucified for. Like an affair with someone, though the affair is simply just the two of them. It’s just the two of them. Always has been. The two of them, and their son.

You said, your voice so utterly small.

This poor lady. An attempt to scrub herself clean, like this necklace has now poisoned her clothes. Like she’s discarding the clothes she’s committed her crime in, an attempt to bury the evidence.

knowing that the only reason Spencer was there in the first place was because he believed that you were in danger. 

Yet, it felt like something you had been doing all your life. It felt like just another night.

I feel a horrible sadness. Like that moment when someone finally breaks, and they let out this terrible sob. Like they just can’t do it anymore. And I feel this awful ache, akin to shallow, plastic feeling described in the previous sentence.

You abruptly cut yourself off, stopping yourself from saying ‘go with your dad’. 

Oh that would have been another can of worms that would have been very ill-timed. Even if everyone knows Sebastian would have probably accepted it very easily. And the fact that Spencer caught it too.

Unconsciously, he caged you away from any potential danger with his arms around your shoulders

Maybe this is the actual breakdown moment and not the one I said two paragraphs ago.

you never would have never thought that Spencer Reid, of all people, would be such a comforting touch to you. 

I don’t think I was that wrong when I said she was in denial as a way to protect herself from Spencer, even though she’s accepted him as Sebastian’s father. There’s a different between co-parenting and a single family unit.

Spencer hated that it was their only choice. 

It’s not great, but there’s no time to really figure it all out is there?

So many things are picking up, including this case and I’m so interested in it. Watching with rapt attention, leaning forward. I would also like to say sometimes I think “I don’t need to add my comments that are just oh.” but then thought that you would like to know which random lines hit anyways so they’re staying. (Also if you ever quit posting fan fiction, you have to tell me so I can come off anon and request you directly end me your fics. This is is mostly a joke.)

"This cover looks so homey and domestic?"

Me: oh. .... oh no

When I was making the cover, I intended the panel on the right side to be the UnSub's stalker, voyeuristic view of the house. lmao. so this is actually kind of hilarious to me lmao

About gender roles - like I hate the idea of raising kids with strict gender roles. And it is a fact that kids don't naturally gravitate toward those things. Every single little boy I have ever known naturally wants to play with dolls and purses and dress-up clothes because they think those things are also cool. And if you have an environment with boys and girls, they will play with toys from both genders. And boys will pick out 'girls' toys' if you give them the chance. Some people make it seem cute? They'll be like 'oh, I want a boy because I want someone to fix cars with me!' - do the things you like with your kid regardless of their gender??

He did want a kid SO BAD. Like he it's just how Spencer's brain works - when he's in love with someone, he wants more of them in his life via having a kid with them. He wants to have their babies because he's so in love with them.

I want to portray Spencer having realistic mourning - because they can't go back and change it, but he can still be upset about the years he lost, especially with tangible evidence right in front of him.

The fic: “That’s my baby picture!” Sebastian said excitedly, looking over at the pictures in Spencer’s lap. You: "He’s adorable." -> Again, this is actually something inspired by my real life. My little cousin that I used to babysit was obsessed with looking at his own baby pictures. He was born in the smartphone era, so we had a lot of pictures of him on our phones, and he would love to sit and go through the baby pictures of himself. And when he was born, my hair was dyed blue, and for most of the time that he could remember, my hair was pink, so he did not recognize me in a lot of the pictures, and he straight up refused to acknowledge that I was the same person.

"Oh. I really need to think to try and articulate what I’m feeling here. Because that’s a fresh Sebastian. Most likely taken in the hospital. A moment, one of many, that Spencer wanted to be there for, would have been there for, had he known and now he’s getting this fragment of it. This little human he helped create, that’s part him and part woman that he loves that can’t even lift his own head. It hurts. It’s somehow both sharp and aching. Like gently inserting a blade into a throbbing material." -> EXACTLY. like you are so on the fucking nose with this

"The description of these photos is going to kill me as I think of how Spencer wanted to be and would have been, if he had just known. It’s cute, but bittersweet. She did it on her own, but she didn’t have to. She didn’t want to. Not really." -> your description is killing me omg. IT'S CUTE BUT BITTERSWEET. that's like exactly what I was going for. in any other context, this would be adorable, but the context makes it so hard

"Fuck. Spence. I have things I want to say, but I don’t know, and I don’t understand, but I do. He was recovering and a mess but fuck. How did we get here?" -> you talking directly TO Spencer is killing me omg

The fic: "This was someone who could fit into your life, someone who could help raise your son. And tugging right at your heart, something you wanted to deny - this was a man you wanted to be your husband, as well as the father of your child." You: "I would marry him." -> WE ALL WOULD

The fic: "Such a funny way to talk about that whore you supposedly once loved." You: "Weird way to talk about a woman in general, dude, but especially a woman who specifically hasn’t had sex with anyone in a long." -> Okay but that is one of my favourite parts of writing psychopathic characters - they have such a distorted view of the world, and they believe that they know the truth. This guy kills women, so he is gonna call her a whore no matter what. He carries the full weight of the Madonna/Whore Complex on his shoulders, and every woman is either a whore or a pure angel - or both at some point. The fact that she had sex to conceive a child in the first place means that she is a whore in his eyes.

The fic: "He’s smart enough to do well on his own now." You: "Everything just stopped. He is smart and brilliant but he’s just a boy. He’s not even in kindergarten. And his mother loves him so much." -> AGAIN this is why I love writing crazy characters. because the UnSub might not necessarily believe that Seb can genuinely do well on his own (it's part of the complex that he was abandoned when he was young, so he thinks that other children should have to suffer the same fate), but a huge part of it is taunting Spencer with the details he knows. He knows that Seb is above average intelligence, and he is taunting Spencer with that information.

The Fic: "This day wasn’t about some soft, sappy reunion with you and his son. This day was about the fact that you had been targeted by a dangerous, deranged killer." You: Hence why I said “and murderer” in my summary. Extra emphasis with the extra “and”. It also makes sense that the UnSub has been watching, he has already sent flowers. How he knows everything is another question, but we’ll find out eventually (I assume.) -> we will find out eventually how he knows all the information! it's one of those late in the game things that I want to make the audience go oooh.

The fic: He promised himself that there would be lots of time to do these things with Sebastian in the future because nobody would interrupt that for him. You: "He’s so fucking determined and also probably a little pissed. It’s so personal. And he’s desperate to not miss more, to be there, no matter what anyone says." -> also consider that Spencer being very pissed off and very protective of his new family means that he will do anything to protect them. anything

"Oh my god. She’s still wearing it." -> YES SHE'S STILL WEARING IT. It was such a last minute addition in the grand scheme of me forming the plot, but I am so glad over what it represents. I love how it's such a subtle visual queue - and it shows how she has loved him all along.

"I have so much to say about this. The fact this is the second time she feels caught? As if it’s a crime to still love Spencer. Like some terrible, awful secret she would be crucified for. Like an affair with someone, though the affair is simply just the two of them. It’s just the two of them. Always has been. The two of them, and their son." -> AN AFFAIR BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM. I LOVE THE WAY YOU DESCRIBED THAT OMG

"I feel a horrible sadness. Like that moment when someone finally breaks, and they let out this terrible sob. Like they just can’t do it anymore. And I feel this awful ache, akin to shallow, plastic feeling described in the previous sentence." -> again, your descriptions are KILLING ME

The fic: You abruptly cut yourself off, stopping yourself from saying ‘go with your dad’. You: "Oh that would have been another can of worms that would have been very ill-timed. Even if everyone knows Sebastian would have probably accepted it very easily. And the fact that Spencer caught it too." -> like if she had actually said it, it would have been everyone staring each other down like a deer in headlights, and Seb would have just been like "okay"

The fic: you never would have never thought that Spencer Reid, of all people, would be such a comforting touch to you. You: "I don’t think I was that wrong when I said she was in denial as a way to protect herself from Spencer, even though she’s accepted him as Sebastian’s father. There’s a different between co-parenting and a single family unit." -> yeah, she has accepted that Spencer will be a good father, but she hasn't yet accepted that Spencer can love her again without hurting her, so she hasn't gotten over that bump yet. but oooomf IT'S COMING

(Also if you ever quit posting fan fiction, you have to tell me so I can come off anon and request you directly send me your fics. This is mostly a joke.) -> okay SERIOUSLY I have no plans on quitting writing fanfiction anytime soon, even if it is a hard environment with AI and all the other BS. I plan to keep writing fanfiction well into my 30s and for as long as I can.

[forsworned]

could I pls request the hashiras w/ a sensitive s/o ( they get upset easily etc . ) and how they’d react to someone accidentally saying something that made them cry ??

gender neutral reader if possible

if you don’t wanna write for all the hashira , feel free to pick your favourites or something , I don’t really mind tbh

thank you in advance ! ! ! have a wonderful day / noon / night 💞

a/n: thank you for requesting again!! this was lowkey hella hard to do dude so i'm really sorry for how long this took. i managed to get all the hashira in and kept it pg obviously for muichiro since he is underage but i left him as is. i was legit brain dead writing this but here you go!

𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕜𝕠 𝕜𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕦 ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

He doesn't take well to it, but he also understands that the fellow Demon Slayer was only trying to give you constructive criticism. Kyoujurou would scramble at first not knowing how to react since it was the first time he'd ever seen you so distraught. But then he'd finally recollect himself and dismiss the slayer and get back to you.

But just as he finally got himself together you'd throw yourself in his arms and blubber like a baby. Which again would have him flustered at first, but he'd soon chuckle and hold your face in his hands. A chaste kiss on your forehead that would cease your weeping.

"You know, my little flame, you're quite cute when you cry."

You looked up from his tear soaked uniform to his blazing eyes, gazing down at you lovingly. It sent your heart racing and you could no longer look at him. So you did what any other person would do if they were madly in love Kyo and couldn't look him in the eyes. You buried your face back into his chest while the heat rushed to your cheeks. The sound of laughter escaping his lips once more as you smiled against his damp uniform.

𝕘𝕚𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕠𝕜𝕒 ₍ᐢ ̥ ͉ ̥ᐢ₎

He doesn't exactly think it through, just does. So in one swoop motion he'd carry you out of there and gave the fellow slayer any icy glare that had them shivering to their core. You'd be shocked at how quickly he'd get you out of that situation and he'd stop at an isolated area for you guys to be alone.

"U-um, Giyuu?" You'd stutter, as you rubbed your eyelids and looked at him with eyes are big as saucers.

"Are you alright?" His stunning cerculean blue gaze was piercing through your heart.

"Y-yeah. You can put me down now." His face automatically vermillion with agitation at the realization of you being in his arms. He firmly planted you on the ground and turned away to avoid looking at you. You laughed at how cute he looked when becomes embarrassed and slipped your arms around him from behind as you buried your face in his back.

"Thank you, my love."

𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕟 𝕦𝕫𝕦𝕚 ₍ᐢ ̥ ̮ ̥ᐢ₎ *:･。

"Eh?! Why are you crying [name]?"

It wasn't the first time he'd see you crying, but he was very perplexed by the sight in front of him. He didn't think much of it when the lower rank demon slayer was simply advising you to be more careful on the next mission. His ruby glare burred holes into the back of their heads.

"Why the hell did you make them cry for? It's not very flamboyant of you." He was menancing to say the least. It caused the demon slayer to stammer on his words until you spoke up rubbing at your eyes.

"It's not their fault, Tengen. I just get emotional. You know this." You sniffled as you tried your best to regain your composure. A soft 'tch' left his lips before he carried you on his shoulder which gave rise to a squeal from you.

"Put me down!"

He smacked your bottom and chuckled devilishly.

"Nah, I think we're gonna change that whiney mood of yours right up!"

𝕠𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕚 𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕠 U ´꓃ ` U

He doesn't waste anytime elbowing the person into the ground. Not only for just talking to you, but making you cry?! Oh, buddy. You're in for the beating of a lifetime.

"Obanai!" You exclaimed. Your tear stained face contorted into worry as you watched the now pummeled slayer knock out cold.

"That'll teach him. I'll make sure he never sees the light of day the next time he even looks in your direction." He sneered at them and then looked at you with gentle eyes. "Are you alright?"

You nodded as he dabbed away at your face and caressed you cheek.

"Alright, let's go then."

He stated before getting up and taking your hand in his as he dragged you away from the scene.

"Wait! Shouldn't we help him?" You were glad that Obanai cared that much about you, but he really shouldn't just go around attacking people like that and leaving them unconscious.

"No, Shinobu will take care of that eyesore."

𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕓𝕦 𝕜𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕦 Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

"You must have a death wish."

The tone in her voice was so venomous yet sickly sweet it almost could've been enough to kill you. The nerve in her temple popping out as the demon slayer who was unfortunate enough to accidentally make you cry shuddered in fear.

"Shinobuuu." You whined. "Please leave them alone. They didn't mean any harm!"

Her eyes went soft when she saw you in your distressed state and then back to her vicious glare when it was back on them. "Run along now."

Her voice still even, yet scary. The demon slayer bowed quickly before escaping leaving you two alone. Shinobu sighed as she caressed your cheek.

"You're so delicate, sometimes." Your shoulders slumped at her words. It wasn't for long because Shinobu decided to plant a kiss on your nose and giggled. "Ara, ara, [name]-chan. You're still my sweet butterfly."

Shinobu didn't show much PDA, but when she did it made your heart implode and she was absolutely, 1000% aware of this.

𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕚 𝕜𝕒𝕟𝕣𝕠𝕛𝕚 ʕ♡˙ᴥ˙♡ʔ

Her face would get all puffed up and red as she watched you cry from a few feet away, that is until you started to hug the person that was causing the "commotion".

"I hope you find peace." You said softly as you pulled away. The person thanked you and bowed with tears in their eyes before stepping away.

"[Name], are you okay?!" Mitsuri exclaimed as she hugged you with all her might. You had to tap out for her to let go. She noticed this and you gasped for air as she apologized endlessly.

"I'm okay, Mitsuri. Their family was attacked by demons and I managed to save one member and they just came to thank me in person." You vigorously swabbed at your eyes with your sleeves before smiling again at your lovely wife. Mitsuri didn't realize her strength and sometimes that would lead to her infamous death hugs.

"Oh, [name]! You are so heroic!" She squeaked with joy as she squeezed you again, this time with less agnozing pressure. You hugged her back as you laid your head on her shoulder and thanked God your partner was as lovely as she was.

𝕘𝕪𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕚 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 ₍ᐢ｡ ˬ ｡ᐢ₎

His towering height alone was enough to have the culprit who made you cry shaking in their boots. Gyomei would simply ignore that he sent that person pissing themselves and would lift you in his arms as he dabbed away at your tears with his hankerchief.

"Dont cry, my flower. They're not worth your precious tears." He'd murmur against the apple of your cheek as he kissed it. This would instantly boost your mood and have you throwing your arms around him and squeezing him tight. You'd plant the biggest kiss on his cheek causing him to blush.

"Thank you, Gyo."

𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕫𝕦𝕘𝕒𝕨𝕒 ʕ； •`ᴥ•´ʔ

Anger. Kind of a no brainer. He'd go off on the person who made you cry and in return would make them cry and run far, far away. He'd comfort you by giving you a nice, bear hug and kiss on the top of your forehead whilst asking if you were ok. You'd end up laughing with tears still in your eyes and obviously this would puzzle him.

"What are you laughing about?"

"You just scared the bejeezus out of that guy and sent him crying!"

He'd chuckle and bring you back in for another warm hug and your face would nuzzle the crook of his neck.

"I'll send anyone crying for you."

𝕞𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕠 𝕥𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕠 ₍ᐢ ̥ ̞ ̥ᐢ₎ ♥

Much like when he showed his distain towards Tanjiro when he interrupted Oyakata-sama. He would be watching from a distance, and fiercely flick pebbles at a scary fast velocity that was deadly enough to pierce a hole through the person who dared to talk down to you. But, of course, he held back since it was only a mere human but it was enough to send them to groveling on their knees.

You'd wipe your tears away and turn in the direction it came from to see Muichiro smiling at you while tossing a pebble up and down in hand. He was always watching over you.

[beesgav]

Finally getting into 09! since the strategy I used last time seemed to work well, I’m gonna be doing it again. Thoughts on my first reading session under the cut!

- whoof... name overload. I recognize some, like Berix, but a lot of these names I have no attachment to. but I also know that’s standard, even though it breaks the somewhat-consistent pattern of introducing characters in groups of six. I’ll get used to it

- The green fellow might be Gresh? He’s the defacto main of 09 until Mata Nui comes along, right? And his friends, maybe Kiina and an ice fellow I don’t remember the name of. I don’t think this comic even gives their names.

- Malum is here too. Is he an antagonist?

- Oh yeah, this is where the purpose behind divvying up the genders the way they did early on really comes to light. It comes off as backwards to have an element purely relegated to one gender, but it at least means that, because of how prevalent water is as an element, there will always be a female character within the main cast. Once you take that qualifier away, though, it’ll wind up sliding back into all-male teams, as you can see with Berix, Tarix, etc. It happened earlier with Vezok, but it’s really overt now.

- I just know I’m going to be mixing up Metus and Malum because of their names. Even worse because I think Metus is, like, an ice guy?

- i know i shouldn’t be but I’m avoiding using the wiki this go-round

- “Well, let’s see,” said Strakk. “You want to send a fully loaded carriage eastward through the Black Spike Mountains, over the Dark Falls and then through Creep Canyon.” what creative names

- I’m also assuming that Glatorian are to Agori as Toa are to Matoran - the same species, but with a different set of skills/abilities. Or is Glatorian more just a job an Agori can take up? Are they the same species at all?

- “The only Glatorian Strakk had ever really gotten along with was Malum, one of the fighters from Vulcanus. Even after he was exiled from his village for trying to kill Strakk in the arena, Strakk still respected him.” Okay I’m starting to like Strakk.

- Gresh is baby

- I’m not even joking they keep calling him “little one”

- I have to wonder, when does this take place in relation the story happening on Aqua Magna? Like, I would assume it’s somewhat concurrent considering what happens later, and I know it doesn’t really matter, but I have to be curious

- I also have to wonder the lifespan of an Agori/Glatorian, since Strakk seems to directly remember the Shattering, but Gresh is too young to

- “Mountain Strikers were birds of prey whose wingspan could be as wide as five feet.“ That’s not... too terribly large. Like, it’s big, but that’s smaller than a Bald Eagle

- it’s kind of, uh... hamfisted that Tarduk is like “Man, if only we could control the elements we’re associated with! That would be really cool”

- Oh dang, the Matoran language! I wonder if it was used by the GBs/Agori prior to the shattering, or if this cave was legitimately used by the Matoran while they still worked on the planet. That’s pretty cool

- “You ran straight into a Scarabax swarm. That was stupid,” Strakk explained. “Then you fell into a Scarabax swarm. That was also stupid. The sand bat was smarter than you.” Strakk is such an asshole I really like him

- Gresh... dives into a river and immediately knocks himself out cold

- Maybe I’m biased but I like Kiina a lot

- It also looks like we’re finally getting our elemental cast together! Gresh, Kiina, Ackar, and Strakk are all names I vaguely recognize as being important. Shame everyone associated with rock/earth is, uh... allied with the Skrall?

- At least Malum knows how he stands with the Vorox, I guess. I’m not sure whether I’m supposed to like or dislike him, considering he’s being put up against both the heroes and villains, but isn’t a totally despicable dude either

- AND NOW THEYRE FIGHTING A ROBOT SCORPION

- Ackar’s fire-head thing looks dumb

- Malum keeps calling people “old man”  - brushing aside the fact that “man” and “woman” are now terms at play here - how young is Malum supposed to read as? He tells Ackar he’s past his prime, but honestly I was envisioning Ackar and Kiina as being, like, a little older than Gresh but a fair amount younger than Strakk, but I guess Ackar is closer to being Strakk’s age?

- also, for some reason, even though I’ve never seen anything other than promotional stuff for HF, I keep mixing Malum with William Furno in my head

- it’s probably because he has, like, a mouth. with teeth. That’s just weird to me

- oh god TLR is going to be so weird

???????

why does he have a cordak blaster

- this comic also talks about him killing the strongest male, which implies there are also female vorax, and probably baby vorax. I know we’re on a different planet now but it’s still weird to think about Bionicle Babies

BERIX’S FACE

- “As a vehicle pilot in the arena, he was just one more Agori fighter in a world dominated by Glatorian.” Okay, so this implies that they are considered separate

- “This is bad. This is very, very bad,” said Raanu. He looked up at Gelu and waved the map. “Do you know what this is?” “Bad?” offered Gelu. Maaaan why am I loving the ice Glatorian the most haha

- “ Now and then, Malum would start ranting about his treatment by the villagers of Vulcanus. Gelu would give Ackar a look that said, “Are we sure about this guy?” but he already knew the answer was “No.” I like all these assholes

- Thornax are just spiky bula berries. Or i guess it’s the other way around?

- The relationships between the villages are interesting- Even though they’d do much better to be united and oppose the Skrall and Bone Hunters together, the villagers are fractured by war and have this delicate and potentially costly system set up. Tuma uses that to his advantage. weakening Tajun in particular because he knows that the other villagers will take advantage of their weakened state, and won’t help them in danger.

- Oop, here’s the traitor mentioned for the first time. In my wiki-browsing, I’m aware it’s someone, but I don’t quite remember who. I have suspicions, but I’m not gonna look it up

- “ Strakk sat down, propping his feet up on the table. Kiina knocked them off with a swipe of her armored hand. “ That’s rude, Strakk

- “Why doesn’t that fill me with confidence?” Strakk muttered. “You just better hope the Bone Hunters don’t fill you with Thornax,” Kiina said, smiling. “And ruin my good looks?” Strakk replied. “They wouldn’t dare.” HNG I LIKE THEM A LOT

- This year is also a lot more explicit in terms of characters dying. Like, sure, there likely were fatalities amid the Bohrok crises and the Rahkshi attacks, but the story never focused on how many Matoran actually died. The only place its gotten to a similar level was in 06, where there were a lot of deaths among the Zamor-controlled Matoran of Voya Nui. This time, however, it’s actually, like, really clear about how often and how many Agori and Glatorian are dying

- Ackar is, like, the perfect candidate for retirony considering he’s getting old and the only other Glatorian of Vulcanus is an insane wastelander, but considering rising star boy Gresh isn’t even of his tribe I have a feeling he’s gonna be sticking around for a while

- awwww I like the idea of the Glatorian gradually becoming more heroic and altruistic, even if it’s edging more towards idealism than cynicism. That kinda stuff feels very Bionicle to me, where times are incredibly tough, but in the end the heroes manage to scrape by and create the groundwork for a better future.

OH FUCK

so I, uh... think I may need to cut it here. This has to be where the movie starts, yeah? The site that I’m using to read these volumes changed, so now I can’t tell how far I actually am into the story since I’m reading off of a webpage and not a PDF now.

My plan is to watch the movie and then pick up here when I’m done, since I’m honestly so excited to watch it. I grew up with STNG and I just found out Jeff Bennett is also in it and I’m PUMPED.

[petitprincess1]

My Heroic AU (Now With OCs)

Warning: Long(er) Post!

I’m back at it again with another thing explaining my Heroic Au. Figured that I should probably explain some of my OCs (even though the main four are technically OCs too, but shush). So, for those who are interested, click here to read my first post (for those who read it, now they got heights and ages) about my AU. I would say you don’t have to read that one, but it helps to get a gist of things. But if you dont want to, here’s the main idea:

Central/Main Idea: Mine are more on the chaotic good side of things than lawful because I find it more fun and they kind of explore the whole “if villains can kill and destroy and people just accept it, why can’t a hero do the same, especially when justified and with a corrupt justice system?” Basically, whenever a hero does anything like kill or destroy, no matter the reason, they are automatically seen as corrupt or they have a dying need to be stopped, even more so than villains. My Heroic characters basically exist to prove such a thought wrong…even if they aren’t the most mentally balanced people.

Also, I will be using imaged from others that I have commissioned/requested, while also tagging them. If they do not wish for me to use their drawings, then that is perfectly fine

Sayua Kobayashi/Cross-Boa (created by @little-geecko) Age: 34-35 Height: ~7 foot at full height, but can be about 6 foot 8 Job: Hero for hire/Archer Species: Naga (even though she doesn’t know how to shape-shift) Background: Very little is known about Sayua’s past, due to her being found as a baby in the middle of the forest…and her not willing to tell anyone about her background. Her parents, who were elders, often taught her to stay within the wilderness and often keep moving, due to them being nomads. They also taught her how to live off the land, how to defend herself, teaching her archery and how to create/fix her own weapons.

Her parents ended up dying, due to natural causes, when Sayua was 19, forcing her to live on her own. She didn’t really bother moving from where they last had made shelter, since it was in a pretty well-protected and bountiful. And because she didn’t want to leave her adoptive parents’ graves. Everything was pretty calm as she did whatever she could to take care of herself, until a year or two later someone had ransacked her place and her parents’ graves were dug up.

Sayua was able to track them down easily to a small town and had gathered information from people (who she snapped at few times from them taking too long to answer her) from where the thief seemed to be located. When she found them, it seemed like she had found them also having an illegal pawning business where they basically stole whatever they could from people, sell it off, and run before cops are notified. Needless to say, she was going to give them hell for disrupting her peace and interrupting her parents’ eternal peace.When she came out with a few wounds, bruises and only a fractured arm, as well as the criminals being taken away, Sayua was approached by a man with a white top hat that was very interested in her deed. Personality: She’s a very strong-willed woman with a fiery temper, while also taking absolutely no shit from anyone. if you ever tell her that her short temper and snappy behavior is from being alone in a forest for so many years, she’ll tell you it’s not, while also holding a sickle to your throat. Despite her behavior, she also is a natural leader and will often take the lead or make the first move. 

She also tends to be very indifferent to what your status is and what you have down. So, it’s pretty hard to intimidate her, but she does have her limits. just hardly ever shows them. Don’t expect her to be terrified of people like Demencia or Flug because the moment they breathe to even say one sentence, Sayua will yell, “HOLY SHIT! JUST KILL ME ALREADY!” …She’s impatient.

Despite all these “negatives”, she does have a soft spot that she shows from time-to-time and will often try to inspire younger heroes to work harder to be their best. …Does telling people that they will die if they don’t man up count as inspiration? Also, she may or may not be asexual. She just says that she would rather not figure out how snakes have sex. That and Lucius doesn’t make it any better with all the sex jokes he makes.

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Lucius Wickes/Heartbreaker/Reaper (created by @skribblie) Age: 25 Height: 5 foot 8 Job: Hero for hire/Womanizer Species: Incubus Background: Lucius did live a pretty normal-ish life with his dad being a former demon from Hell that was one of Satan’s warriors, banishing all those that dare get in his way, and his mom being an accountant. He was raised and born in New Orleans, where his dad retired and met his mom. Lucius also met his ex-fiancee, Maria (yes, I know that Metauro’s ex-wife is named Maria. I made these backgrounds a long time ago…I am not changing anything). The two hit it off very quickly, due to Maria being immune to his passive infatuation ability and being more into just him, which he found absolutely incredible. He hadn’t really met anyone that wasn’t into him for simply being an incubus. Plus, Maria was also really into the supernatural, so that was something that put him at ease.

The two ended up leaving out of New Orleans to a smaller town that wasn’t even really on the map. Maria wanted to go there because she had always wanted to live a small, simple life and Lucius wanted to go there to propose. Unfortunately, neither got what they wanted.

Lucius refuses to say what all exactly happened, being vague on purpose to seem guiltier, except that her death was on his hands and that Maria’s last words were: “It’s not your fault.” …A man with a white hat also found him covered in blood, in the middle of a city that was littered with bodies, and had a thousand mile stare in his eyes. The only thing that made him snap out of it was of the man promising that he will make him atone for his sins. Personality: Lucius is a quick-witted smartass that really knows how to and when to get on somebody’s nerves. He has an extreme ego and isn’t afraid to boast about his best qualities He always looks for any opportunity to make an explicit joke or even to seduce someone. He will fervently deny that it’s some kind of self-medication and just say that it’s the price of being a demon. He also loves to play around or mess with people in any way that he can, even if it means that they may want to punch or kill him afterwards.

He’s the kind of guy that likes to cheat death or toe the line of danger, whatever gets his adrenaline pumping and unleashes a bit of the sleeping hellish beast within him. Whether that be through sex or even a bit murder, he’s all up for it. His preferred weapon is a hatchet or an axe.

Lucius can also barely control his demonic side and often keeps it under wraps. The only time he uses it is when in an emergency or when they both have a common end goal, which rarely happens. White Hat must be present when his demon side is let loose or else he’ll lose control fairly quickly and go on a rampage.

Lucius also often attends bars and even will be a bartender or even put on a show for the people. Anyone of any gender or configuartion loves him and loves them for helping him forget how much he hates himself.

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Mari Belmont/The Marionettist (created by a friend and @redmoondragon-art) Age: 16 Height: 5 foot Job: Assassin for hire/Student Background: Mari was born without any powers or anything really all that unique. However, her father was researching a way to genetically engineer a hero. He didn’t really have any other test subjects, but Mari, who was 5 years old at the time, had volunteered to help him. Mari’s mom was against her helping her father, but after a long argument, she realized that she wasn’t going to win. So, she just only wished for her to be closely monitored and safe. There isn’t much to her background, since she’s so young, but the process to become what she is now was very long and grueling. She often remembers times waking up in the middle of the night in her test tube, almost drowning. Personality: Despite her age, Mari often is the mother of any group that she’s a part of. Always making sure that everyone is ready and taken care. She also had taken dancing and aerial silks lessons when she was around 10. It was just something that she always found interesting and graceful. Mari also loves any activity that requires any bit of creativity or using her hands.

Her powers also allows her use her strings like a tightrope, aerial silks (without even hurting herself), and that she can swing on. Not only that, but she also can use them to control peoples’ minds and make them like her puppet, which she often just makes them kill themselves with whatever is nearby. 

She also is extremely playful and hyperactive. She will also defend the actions of her parents, especially to those that dare pretend they know better. She also attends White Hat hero academy whenever she has free-time. ..What do you mean you have to register?

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Panna “Pan” Ward/Pandora (created by @lightpudding) Age: 10-12 Height: 4 foot 4 Job: Freelance hero Background: Pan was very sick when she was born, an illness that attacked at her throat. Luckily, she was saved, but it cost her her vocal chords, rendering her mute, excluding a few small, quiet noises. Her parents were pretty kept in the shadows, even keeping some of their life away from Pan. All that is known that they were into the dark magic and even, rumored, satanism.However, they made sure that Pan was given as much care and love that she deserved, even home-schooling her and teaching her a bit of sign language.

Unfortunately. Pan only knew her parents for 9 years, due to a random attack that happened in her house. She had no idea what was happening because her parents hid her away in a closet. When everything had quieted down, she found her house completely in ruins and her parents dead bodies. She also found a jack-in-the-box near their bodies that was latched shut with a note, reading, “Take this and defend yourself. You’re the new Pandora.”

Pan wasn’t afraid of the demons that lurked within, especially if it meant that they could help avenge her parents’ death.  Personality: Pandora makes sure that everyone is okay before herself. It can even just be a random villain that she’s fighting. She’ll always come up to them with a small first-aid kit that she keeps in her box and makes sure they’re okay to go home. Although, a bandaid in a large, gaping hole in someone’s stomach may not help all that much. They still appreciate it though.

Her favorite demon in the toy box is a large creature that has hundreds of eyes all over his body, gnashing mouths, large, skin-tearing claws, and deep, timber voice that shakes the very ground. He has caused many deaths, made Satan himself even tremble in fear, created many widows, and has devastated thousands of armies. …Pan named him Lord Fluffybottom. He takes that name with great pride.

Pandora loves learning anything new and often will not ask for help, even if she’s too short to reach for something or has a hard time understanding. Pan also realizes that she is pretty much useless without her jack-in-the-box, but that doesn’t stop her from trying to help or fight, even if her hits amount to nothing. Luckily, not many people are willing to fight a defenseless child, even if she does take that as an insult.

Pan created the dress herself as a way to remember her parents, since it’s made from several pieces of fabric from their and her clothes. Not only that, but she doesn’t live in one place for too long and often moves from place-to-place. ~~~ I have more OCs, but they don’t have images and this going on for a bit long. I may make a part two. I hope that you guys like them and sorry if their stories may be edgy.