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yakuza fans play judgment challenge (impossible)
#I don’t ever wanna hear people complain about rgg being too unserious if you havent played je and lj#experience actual peak#yakuza#judgment#rgg
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yall ever think Shen Yuan went through like, internet withdrawal after being transmigrated into Shen Qingqiu? Like, he's canonically a NEET shut-in who did nothing but spend his time online, you can't tell me that for the first week or first few weeks of being SQQ he wasn't twitchy.
Like, reaching instinctively to his pockets for a phone that wasn't there, having an obsessive itch in the back of his mind that he should check and see if X or Y novel or webcomic has updated -- only to realize he can't anymore and being irritated by it. Wanting to go and see if there's new posts about this or that, but again realizing that he can't.
When he's bored or uncomfortable or just feels like wanting to escape he tries to go for his phone to distract himself, but oops! Not there anymore, and now he has to find a new and different way to distract himself from his feelings. And going through system notifications, quests, etc only does so much.
And there's that Tetris Effect too. SQQ makes a mistake while writing and instinctively goes to backspace on it except hey-ho that's not a keyboard and now he just dipped his pinkie into a bottle of ink or on a still-drying letter.
With him scrambling to fix his reputation and learn how to be a peak lord, I think his abrupt cold-turkey from all things internet would just be another straw on the camel's back that he promptly Ignores until it goes away on its own after he acclimates to his new surroundings.
#svsss#mxtx svsss#scum villain#scum villian self saving system#shen yuan#shen qingqiu#i think him learning how to be a peak lord and cultivation and everything else would help distract him from the internet withdrawal for the#most part. but the moment there's a lull in the day and his mind wanders or he becomes bored or stressed and he instinctively reaches back#for his phone and realizes it isn't there it just sends a spike of panic/frustration/irritation through him because its a familiar comfort#and now its gone. like this is all based off my own experiences from being Chronically Online but i just think its neat to think about#in that same vein i think it also pushes him into getting into the arts on QJP. Like as the peak lord naturally he would be doing this kind#of stuff but hes NOT the peak lord but to keep up appearances he has to know how to do this stuff. and finds it??? actually quite rewarding#even more than getting into an argument online or getting a new merch item. he's making or doing this stuff. he starts drawing and finishes#a piece and regardless of its skill level he feels something unclog in his chest. like sediment being scraped off the bottom of a creek and#being washed downstream. a weight that's been slogging through his veins suddenly untangled. physical proof of his efforts that feels great#starry is incapable of NOT giving her favorite blorbos more hobbies. starry is incapable of not giving her favorites artsy hobbies#this is probably NOT a new or original thought whatsoever but im throwing it out there anyways bc it fascinates me. i love transmigration#and albeit i've only read isekai manhwa/manhua there's a common theme of the people there assimilating into their new lives relatively quic#which i know is for ease of transition and getting to the rest of the story. but WHAT IF.#i have still not read svsss yet and idk when i'll be able to BUT have some thoughts anyways
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Twin Peaks, 1990, dir. Tina Rathborne
SE01E04 Rest in Pain
#when i first watched this scene having not yet seen fire walk w me i thought that this was just an extension of the soap opera meta#because twin peaks is very soap opera. they lampshade this frequently#but then you actually sit down and watch fwwm and its like YEAH NO BOBBY WAS RIGHT#she was so clearly showing signs of abuse and no one stepped in#and like. speaking from experience that can be a very hard thing to do especially if the person is intentionally shutting you out#but it makes bobbys reaction here. as much as he is a shithead#extremely warranted!#and it honestly makes some parts of the show difficult to revisit because in fwwm its so apparent#horror aesthetic#horror tv#horror quotes#twin peaks
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one thousand lonely stars, hiding in the cold—
android!shouto x reader
wc: 2k+
tags: angst, cyberpunk dystopian setting, financial vulnerability, explicit language, minor mention of sex work + sex workers, reader has strong/conflicting feelings about their situation, and — as always — the question of true humanity.
notes: what a great opportunity this was for me to continue exploring this idea !! tysm to @shoto-brainrot for not only giving me the chance, but also for being such a support and helping me to figure out all this commission jazz !! i so appreciate you, and i hope you enjoy it ! 🩷
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You’ve yet to find out what caused the damage to Shouto’s faceplate.
By the time you discovered him outside the credit exchange, he had been busted open and left for—whatever the equivalent of dead is for an android. A gaping hole in the left side of his disturbingly human face exposed his inner circuitry to the rain and you think that should have finished him off, truly, but—he's still kicking.
Technology in the lower district is distinct. The most careful hands could have crafted him down in the best underground salvage yard and he still wouldn't have lasted half an hour with his face submerged in a shallow mud puddle like that. Wiring would have been shot, fuses blown.
Even if the Todoroki Corporation symbol on his wrist wasn't glowing, a blinking light in time with his would-be heart, you'd know what he is. You'd know he didn't belong down here, beneath the smog, in the industrial bones of your dying city.
And yet—
The left side of Shouto's face took the brunt of whatever blow he'd been dealt, and the scarring—if it's even called that?—has extended down over his cheekbone and backward, so violently that his ear had only barely been hanging on. Without the bandage you've wrapped him up in, he's quite a sight: half a tangled mess of wires and pins, a dull cyan light glowing in his orbital socket. With the wrapping, however, he’s almost exactly as he was meant to be: seamless.
The fate of his detached ear had been unknown. Until this morning.
It still works, much to your surprise, learning so only after wondering aloud the whereabouts of your data docket and hearing Shouto answer from across the apartment. Whoever put him together, you realize, took great care to make him durable, adamantine; the carbon nanotubes and polymer arrays that make up his cochlea were hardly affected by the assault.
Someone—or something—meant to harm him, and you know that for certain, now. Such wreckage couldn’t have happened naturally, not to a Skin-Puppet like him.
(When you look at him, you can’t help but consider his creator. How far he is from them and why. If the hands that made him and the hands that ruined him are the same, if he meant to leave or if he was cast out. You haven’t asked, but it’s odd that a machine could keep such information to himself—itself.)
(Given the brutality behind his mutilation, perhaps it’s best you don’t know the answers.)
Working tech from the richer district—KōkyōLuxuria, above the smog, built high into the clouds—could not only earn you enough to eat this week, but also to pay off all your debts to the League. Maybe even finance a decent apartment a few stories up.
And that’s why you’re here: racing through the slums in the rain, doing your damndest to make this sale before time runs out and you’re forced to find another buyer. Coming across a Hack with 1,640,254 credits in their docket is rare; who knows when you’ll find someone from the Trade in Musutafu sector again? You’re likely to sooner perish—either from your empty stomach or that broker that demanded payment two days ago.
Shouto, however, doesn’t see the urgency.
“Hello, handsome! Awful cold out tonight…care to warm me up?”
“Oh, hello.”
At the even, all-too-friendly lilt in his voice, you halt your sprint again, and spin around with a hiss. “Shouto!” You snap—but it comes too late; the Entertainers have struck like lightning, already scrambling his code.
Out of habit, you’d pulled the hood of his sweatshirt up over his head before leaving the apartment, and now the material separates his image from view—though you can easily imagine the pleasant expression showing on his face, illuminated in pink under the NanotechNymph advertisement.
At his easily captured interest, two women strut from the open doors of the low-lit den, all allure and swaying hips, mirage flickering beneath the heavy rain. They only meet him halfway—too far from the emanator deep within the club—and you dash forward to stop him from wordlessly accepting their offer. You can’t afford to owe anyone any more than you already do.
“Shouto,” you say again, mouth twisting when he looks at you simply. Despite the hood, his bandage grows dark from the rain and—despite his framework, worry fluxes in your stomach at the thought of him getting too wet. “We have to go.”
“Aww,” an Entertainer says to you, girlish pout pulling down her full lips. “You don’t want to come inside and play with us?”
“No,” you try not to look at them any longer, just in case that racks up a charge, too. Rock solid as he is, Shouto allows himself to be steered away, much to your relief. “Buzz off, holo-ham.”
“I’d like to play.” Shouto pipes up, peeking behind his shoulder when the girls squeal in excitement. “Can we come back once we’ve finished?”
“Not for that kind of play.” You put a hand on the back of his head and swivel it, all while shoving him down the sidewalk. You almost remark on how man-like he’s acting, before chasing the thought away.
“What other types of play are there?”
“Just—hush.”
And he does, finally, when you loop your arm through his: a presumably innocent gesture that draws his attention fully back to you, as physical touch seems to do, with him. Beneath the material of the jacket, he feels natural, all muscle and bone, even leaning into you as if the weather has made him cold. You can feel him tracing your face with his one-eyed gaze—scanning you—and you pretend not to notice.
“Your heart rate has gone up. Have I made you angry?”
“Yes,” you tell him, though he hasn’t, really. “You and your curiosity are gonna make me late, and then we’ll be in some serious shit.”
He looks away then, down to the soaked pavement, a mimicry of disappointment. From the corner of your eye, you can see his manufactured Adam’s apple bob, and the muscle beneath your hand shifts.
“They seemed nice, the holograms.” He says, and you can’t help the soft snort such a comment merits.
“Yeah, they’re nice, alright, until you can’t pay them.”
Shouto looks at you once again, stride threatening to falter until you tug him along. “Do you know them?”
You already know where he’s going with his question, and the corner of his lips quirk up when you cast him a filthy look. “Well, no, but—”
“Then how do you know—”
“I just do, alright?” You frown at him and he accepts it in full, studying once more. Whatever he finds in your expression amuses enough that he’s placated for the moment, though you know it won’t be long before he’s piping up again.
He does it often—studies you: body language, physiological changes, speech patterns, vocal cues. Human behavior he catalogs and streams to someone back at the Corporation headquarters, finding the miniscule details he can use against you, some day. Whatever the reason behind his damage, he is still a product of his evil overlords, made for reasons you can only imagine.
This is what you tell yourself.
As his fingers shift until their smooth pads are brushing the delicate veins in your wrists, as he tightens his arm around yours when another stranger on the streets knocks your shoulder, as he leans into the warmth of your humanness: this is what you tell yourself.
You’re overcome with a sense of loss and you don’t know why, and you clear the strange lump hardening in your throat. “Life lesson number six, Todoroki,” you murmur it closely to him, nearly into the fabric at his shoulder, though he doesn’t react to the name. “Everybody wants something from someone, holo-hams included.”
Shouto seems to process your words, for a moment, and his face is expressionless when you steal a peek up at him. Technicolor rains down on your both, swathing him in a wild array as advertisements dance on the buildings that tower above you, and again you think of his creator. The careful hands that crafted his smooth cheeks, the sharp line of his nose, the leanness of his body. You wonder if he’s ever been deemed precious.
Nearly all of the residents relegated to the lower districts owe the Todoroki Corporation in some way. Be it through credit loans or applied interest rates on subsidized housing or hidden costs and high premiums on mandatory, shit insurance—Enji Todoroki sits in the lap of KōkyōLuxuria, has probably never even stepped down from his pedestal.
There’s no good reason a product of his could have found its way to you: this is what you tell yourself.
“And you want my ear.” Shouto says, looking back down at you as your shoulders tense. There isn’t a byte of hostility in his voice, but he must understand the sharpness to what he’s saying.
“Yes,” you admit with a nod, and some underlying, rogue streak of guilt has you pressing into him, as if your proximity could make up for your selfishness. “The sensors in your ear are gonna pay for our dinner tonight, handsome.”
His stride falters once more, and despite the time clock ticking in the back of your mind—you let him stop you. Maybe you want him to. Nothing ever goes unnoticed by him and you know that and maybe it’s cruel of you to say such a thing, to offer a comfort you can’t admit to, but Shouto looks down at you in all his ruination and—
Before he can say anything, a fat drop of water hits the tip of his perfectly manufactured nose. It makes him flinch, delayed, and the surprise he wears and the scrunch of his brow seem so—human, there before you. Shouto tilts his face to the dark, smoggy sky, and again that worry bites you, about too much water trickling into his core.
“We’re going to be late,” you repeat, though it’s much weaker than it was earlier. This is one those moments in which he overrides all your defenses, uploads something warm and hopeful and frightening into your chest cavity; you can’t tell if you want to run because you have to, for the sale—or if it’s a result of watching him now, haloed in neon.
He’s not one to ignore you, but he doesn’t respond, instead retracting his arm from your grip in order to push the hood back off his head. Raindrops soak into his bandage and the excess pools, dripping down over the line of his jaw and the column of his throat. So close to him, you can see the goosebumps that break out across his skin.
(You wonder if he’s ever been deemed precious. You wonder if he meant to leave, or if he was cast out. You wonder if he was created for continued corruption—or if someone out there wanted him to experience life, no matter how rusty.)
(You wonder if he feels as human as he looks. If he can blush, or if the soft skin below his ear can bruise.)
A small sound bubbles out of him, like a light laugh of disbelief.
You found him face down in the rain; you’re not sure why it could cause such a reaction now, but he turns to eye the commercial playing behind him, before watching the path of a man walking by the two of you. Rain collects in his perfect cupid’s bow until he licks it away, and his hair slicks to the side when he pushes it out of his face.
Shouto turns his attention back to you rather plainly, though the edges of his smile pull up a little higher than they usually do, enough that the apples of his cheeks round. He asks you, “What’s going to be for our dinner?” and the question is oddly worded, but each one is intentional.
Maybe it’s not the rain that amuses him—and maybe it is. Maybe it really is that simple, that innocent. Maybe it’s the microtremors in your voice and your increased heart rate, all the little details that could never go unnoticed.
There isn’t a way that this could end well: this is what you tell yourself.
You nod once and turn to face back the way you came, resigned, before looping your arm through his again. You trace the delicate veins on the inside of his wrist, careful not to cover the slow-blinking symbol embedded there, and you decide it doesn’t matter what his creator did or didn’t want. Because he has wants of his own, just like anyone.
“Okay,” you sigh, and when you slosh through the puddles collecting on the sidewalk, Shouto seems happy to follow along, this time. “I can probably sweet talk Toyomitsu into buying us some takoyaki, but you’re gonna have to play it cool.”
“Is this the kind of play you were talking about?”
That lilt has returned to his voice, even and friendly and amused.
“No,” you swat at him to hear his little huff of laughter, “now stop asking about that.”
Of course he doesn’t.
#NOTE that this was written with fem reader in mind but i don't think it reads that way explicitly ?#i........actually had so much fun with this#i love any human x robot pairing like it's a true weakness for me#anything centering on a robot/android wanting to understand the human experience and wanting for emotion is like PEAK#i am so so thankful i got to work on this idea again i really truly enjoyed it#i wrote this while being so emotional about 'ex machina' i hope the emotion isn't too abstract LOL#✿ willow writes#✿ thoughts: shouto#✿ theme: android shouto
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I had an epiphany about doomed by the narrative vs cosmically linked ship dynamics so now this venn diagram exists. please add more if you think of any I feel genuinely insane
to clarify: cosmically linked means there has to be some force in-universe that ties the characters together, such as time travel, soulmate indicators, AUs, cosmic nonsense, etc. this has to be literal, not metaphorical. fantasy/sci-fi settings also don’t automatically mean the characters are cosmically linked. these tropes often coalesce with doomed by the narrative but not always!
doomed by the narrative means that the characters are inescapably and inevitably tragic. they usually have the same energy as ancient greek myths or shakespearean drama. as such, they cannot have a happy ending together — it’s either downright tragic or ambiguous. there also doesn’t have to be any cosmic nonsense involved for the ship to be doomed
#I don’t even know how to tag this#I was hibernating for months and then suddenly my eyes snapped open#and I present my blog with BRAINROT#this is what happens when you lock yourself away to study#like I have#you just become MORE INSANE#anyway this is actually my favourite dynamic in anything ever#doomed by the narrative is always peak but when there’s COSMIC NONSNESE INVOLVED??? actual cinema#I’m gonna treat this like a science experiment#ship dynamics#tropes#venn diagram#doomed by the narrative#ghost speaks#I wanted to add jesus and judas so bad because I just watched jesus christ superstar but I fear being misunderstood 💔#jesus and judas would be cosmically linked AND doomed though just wanted to make that clear
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strangers on a train (1951) dir. alfred hitchcock / twin peaks s01e01 (1990) dir. david lynch
#strangers on a train#alfred hitchcock#twin peaks#david lynch#parallels#literally five seconds into the film i was like TWIN PEAKS#im assuming this was an intentional reference but i dont actually know#it just really stood out to me#i made these gifs in like two seconds btw and i have no experience making gifs so if they look shitty thats why
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Just saw Look Back in the theater. It's a perfect manga to film adaptation: integrity to both mediums, an actual reason to be adapted, and intentional and loving filmmaking as a celebration of human collaboration are all here. The music, voice acting, visual composition, backgrounds, and animation are amazing.
Even if you've already read the original, please, if you can, go see this. It's incredible.
#josie muses#look back#would be SHOCKED if this doesn't get a physical release. if you can't go to a theater get it and watch it SOMEWHERE.#great pacing. inventive and intentional shots. not just a straight panel-by-panel copy translation.#I've read the og too but this was a different experience enhanced in the specific ways animation can do it#I know it's partially because fujimoto is so. cinematic. but this team took his work and laterally moved it to film perfectly.#the emotions. the character acting. the ebb and flow of the comedy and tragedy.#dare I say... kino... a bitch be crying in the theater. makima crying in theater dot png but actually for real in earnest.#this shit is so peak#unironically will primarily call this a 'film' instead of an 'anime movie' when I talk with people about it.
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so then taylor could be like "we need more algorithms" & winston could be like scoff ha & taylor could go "you think this is funny?" & winston goes "i think it's hilarious. i think everyone would probably think it's hilarious" & taylor goes "what's that supposed to mean" & winston goes "it means you should remember who your employees are" & taylor's like "i thought the only reason you even worked for me is because of your health insurance" & winston goes "so?" & taylor goes "so maybe the only reason you work for me, winston, is because [it's not my fault you're like in love with me or something]" & winston's like "i could tell everyone everything" & taylor goes "great why don't you go ahead & do that. tell everyone how you helped write emails pretending to be a [fracking legal in ny in billions universe]" & winston goes ahead & does that or is like fuck you taylor asshole or they make out or some other thing even
#could've even had this kind of thing happen in the ending when fucking around w/the coding#but what kind of Uninteresting Downgrade to have characters experience & respond to consequences. classic billions#or even the downgrade of ''this would've simplified this whole very time & resource sensitive plan''#god forbid even if just doing some impromptu breakup revenge plotline here there was an argument lasting 5 whole seconds#but once again billions is peak perfunctory about taylor & winston interactions. way too much of a winner & guy we hate obviously#& if any character is actually more relevant to taylor than we must pretend wendy totally is??? do not speak of it#winston billions#also shoutout to billions basically having jared's at least ostensible perspective in goin' viral. nobody's gonna give a fuck abt this lol#certainly not re: the random employee & not the terrible PR fund over here. that's the internet for you. it Is.#what else is categorical cats....#deh#kleinsen#tayston
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i was into slay the princess before listening to the magnus archives, but going back to watch a playthrough of the game NOW makes me feel insane. i can’t unhear jonathan sims, head archivist. with every word the narrator says, i feel like i’m listening to jon read the longest, most convoluted set up for the supernatural experience of a person described in their statement, ever.
“…i found myself on a path in the woods, and at the end of that path was a cabin, and in the basement of that cabin was a princess. apparently, i was here to slay her, which brings me to the first strange thing; there was a voice in my head describing my every action, and telling me what to do. the second strange thing was what happened once i did enter the cabin and meet the princess…”
[several hours later]
“…statement ends. what the fuck.”
#tma#stp#not to undermine stp as its own game at all though#peak story peak art peak voice acting#jonathan sims and nicole goodnight’s range is insane.#playing all these different voices…#beautiful love story bathed in horror#go play it rn.#or actually. wait until oct 24 when the free expansion the pristine cut is out#for the optimal experience
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Q: do u reccommend actually watching the show, or is it a fandom thats great but the source material is mid (like marvel)
uhhhhh
I would recommend...watching up till s3...and then if you love the artstyle and can't get enough, you can watch s4 (aka, if you don't care about story much). after that, i'd...probably stop.
Uhmm!! and the fandom....is okay...if you're not on twitter and make heavy use of the block button. there are definitely great people here! but, like with every fandom, it's best to carve out a small chunk and stick with your 3 friends. you'll be much happier. this fandom goes to extremes and often attacks each other. they can be quite mean over....gay monkeys. so! be wary.
but the first three seasons of the show are good! LMFAOOOO
#ask#anon#i feel like this is so negative LMFAO#but it's actually positive. a lot of shows experience this. where they reach their peak and then don't...know what to do after so.#i dunno! i def say watch the first 3 seasons#but after that? maybe use your imagination. or write your own AU like me!!
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Rewatching play throughs of MW2 to *heal me* and dear god Kate Laswell
That woman’s resting bitch face I just—
I want her to top me so bad
That woman knows how to eat pussy like it’s her damn job I just know she’d give me the best orgasm of my life
She’d be so bossy and I’d let her
#listen cod is actually the peak bisexual experience#the WOMEN?!?????#the MEN?!???#there’s not a character I wouldn’t fuck let’s just say that#NO I WILL NOT BE ELABORATING#kate laswell#laswell cod#laswell mw2#call of duty laswell
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#ideal guests #ideal conversation
+bonus
#owen wilson#jeff goldblum#the late late show#that's right kings give us absolutely nothing lmao#in all seriousness i'd love if more people went on chat shows and vaguely flirted whilst not really getting into personal detail#a whole mood a peak experience ngl#okay and owen's actually GLOWING everywhere he goes i've never seen anyone this gorgeous he can't keep getting away with it 😭#want to gif his answer to reggie's question SO bad but need to save something to get me through a very long day so tomorrow it is#and i don't have room for the jump on me gif in that set so enjoy it here just bc 😅#owenwilsonedit#dianagifs
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i remembered that maddy, donna and james did in fact make the phone call in order to lure dr jacoby out but i totally forgot that they actually planned to have maddy meet up with him 😭 oh this is so crazy. can she kill him please
#raypost#twin peaks rewatch#yas im actually tagging this now#i think it might be fun to do because i'm having more thoughts about this show that are only really possible bc i'm older and have had#experiences and realized different things etc. kinda cool to see how things change over time#some of my assessments aren't totally different.. it's mostly that i'm considering things that i hadn't previously#i fucking love rewatching things i love going back a second or third or fourth time and certain things only popping out at you because of#information you gained previously or experience or whatever it is
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85 surgically implanted psychiatry degrees and still lost the fight against clinical depression and existential nihilism day 1. everyone point and laugh please
#hopes peak picking a thoroughly defeated obviously mentally unwell lab rat from the reserve course for their science project like#'sure hope that junk wont stick through the round of giga lobotomies lil bro is about to go through lmao'#ppl act like hajime and izuru are like fundamentally separate ppl but like dude theyre twinning that DSM V checklist#alongside the temper issues the general air of failure etc etc etc izuru superior tho they shouldve fucking fridged hajime for good#anyway. hopes peak is so fucking stupid kjwjjkkdjkwd who couldve thought creating a frankenstein slash a man made messiah#out of what is at that point a mere husk of a person. made a vessel solely for the blind worship of talent. and leave this virtual newborn#w no memory no formative experiences no concept of love of of meaning thats stuck in a perpetual state of soul crushing boredom#to just fucking. sit in some dark lab cellar with no enrichment no humane treatment no way whatsoever to navigate the world around him#what a shocker hes mentally ill and completely out of his depth when faced w junko who knows how to pull ppls strings#justice for izuru hes actually just a toddler life experience wise. intelligent? frighteningly so. smart? wise? yeah uhhhhhh idk abt that#also yeah. its getting Bad#im so sorry#rambles#and. (DEEP SIGH)#danganronpa#we rly need a tag dont we...
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I just KNOW I'm gonna go insane over Dungeon Meshi when I finally get into it more UNFORTUNATELY. I am the type of guy who Needs Physical Media in My Hands I know I can read it online but that's not good enough. I need to have all the books and I need to be able to flip through to find my favorite panels and I need to put little scraps of paper to bookmark said panels and I need to be able to just grab it whenever I'm thinking, "Ohhhhh I have an Idea a Concept for a face or pose, and I'm actually thinking of a very specific illustration actually from maybe these volumes if I had to guess, I have to find it"
#i usually actually try to avoid all spoilers/sneak peaks w the manga i collect as well#which is easy enough for some (devil's candy i just forget about it until oooh!! new volume in the store!!!!)#and still easy enough for others but at A Cost (would love to follow tbhk blogs. however#due to my deep need to experience everything firsthand blind ESPPP w tbhk i just. can't LMFAOO)#dungeon meshi has been an odd experience for me though bc it's inescapable LMFAO#and for good reason!!!!!! but i don't even have to be following any dedicated blogs to Know#some p big plot points/character moments (albeit vaguely). so it's more experiencing#'oooooh how do we get there 😯' for me LMFAOO#so far i have. three (3) volumes and the adventure bible (which i can't read rn bc i realized#after buying it it's VERY spoiler heavy LMFAOOOO BUT. I JUST KNOW I'M GONNA ENJOY IT THOROUGHLY)#whenever i can!!!!!
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I'm so disappointed I won't be able to immediately tune in on the twst update like usual 😭 I'm pretty sure this is the first time I won't be watching it right after it's up, and not only that, but my early morning obligation preventing me from enjoying the update is going to last FIVE hours 😭😭😭
#I'm going to get spoiled so hard tomorrow :')#hopefully nothing game changing comes with the update#I'm pretty sure there won't be anything crazy until the 2nd half#but there could be some sneak peak at the end of this update that will be further expanded next time and I am in DANGER#of getting majorly spoiled on whatever it is. maybe. if they do something like that lol#hopefully you know what I mean I think I am rambling nonsense but like. you know. how they showed gen vanrouges sprite#at the end of that one update and then next time we had the full war experience#it still sucked a little that I got spoiled on gen vanrouges sprite before getting to the end even if that wasn't the Full War Experience ;#but oh well#aghhhhh okay goodbye#actually pause my goodbye I have more words to ramble#I AM really excited for the savanaclaw update I think that's a nice thing about doing these deep psych dives of each dorm#it is fucking so bad with the pacing BUT if you just ignore the pacing issue then it's really nice how every character gets a chance#to be expanded on a LOT right now#like rook's dream?? absolute banger of a dream. It's so sweet that his deepest desire at heart is just to be a fanboy#and for his oshis to get along. Even if it means not being with Vil :')#he wants everyone to be at their most beautiful (healthy and loving and open-minded in their own unique way)#even if that means he himself ends up excluded from the picture!!!!#and it's so nice that we get that Rook Pack Expansion with these dreams#and I liked Jade's dream even if it was just for extremely silly reasons. I like that we now know his ass is not paying attention#to his loved ones LOL he is the number one floyd and azul mischaracterizer on ao3 I love that we know this now#Jamil and Kalim getting into a scrap fight was so desperately needed for their character arcs and I am so happy we got it#and with this in mind. I think no other dorm needs more character expansions and character arc movement for me to enjoy them more#than the savanaclaw boys. I'm just nooottt that into them as is 😔#but I WANT to like them and I am really hoping this update throws me something awesome that changes my view of them forever#and isn't just another 2 epel dreams with a vil dream at the end#(not that I didn't enjoy vil or epel's dreams and elements from them they just didn't add as much to their characters as I wanted ;;)#ok goodbye for real now bye
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