#from the cursed queue

[gmanmedias]

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[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Eclipse: I wonder how I’m introduced in stories.

Solar: “And then there was this asshole.”

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

One of the most weirdest things to me about the fandom is the idea that Nagito would be extra-warm towards Hajime upon waking up, due to Hajime retaining all of Kamukura's talents. To me I think it would be the total opposite. I think there'd actually be a lot of angst deriving from just how alienated Nagito feels around this Hajime, who's not quite the same person he fell in love with anymore. Taking into account what 2.5 implies about his true feelings about talent (that deep down he's always resented what talent has done to the world and his life), I think it could be especially aggravating if Hajime tried to act as if there's no power imbalance between the two.

"...Stop pretending like I'm still your equal. I'm a talentless freak with a brain that's falling to bits, and I'll be gone in a few years. You're the most talented ingenious human being on Earth, and you've probably got a life expectancy of like 250. You don't get to reap all the benefits of being the Ultimate Hope, and then act like you're still an average joe just because you had some profound revelation in a computer world about how okay it is being talentless."

Yeah I feel that. Though it's understandable fandom would run with the "Talent-sexual" Nagito joke given how much he fawns over those with talent and to then apply the logic to "the more talents = the more Nagito will like you". The moment in the anime when he's overwhelmed with adoration simply being in Izuru's presence for the first time also doesn't quite help in this regard, though pretty sure that was put in there more so for fanservice and comic relief.

Funnily enough, as you mentioned, the anime also brought into question how much sincerity Nagito's love for talent truly is. So then it makes you think--if Nagito actually resents talent, then applying the earlier logic: wouldn't the more talents = the more Nagito resents you? Both things are somewhat of a flawed logic, but it's interesting to explore that side of Nagito because it really paints a picture of how deeply entrenched his delusion with hope and talent are. How many layers of denial and repression do you have to be in order to act so sincerely and consistently with your fake ideal that talent=hope and the Ultimates are destined to bring forth that hope? To the point that you circled back around and gaslight yourself into believing it to be a fundamental truth?

At what point did that resentment arise? Did it grow alongside his admiration for talent? Every time he felt his resentment towards talent did he push it back down with positive thoughts of talent instead to try to "look on the brightside/find the silver lining"? Did it get to the point that his resentment was so incredible that he had to think talent positive thoughts 24/7 just to keep it at bay? Is he doing this because otherwise all he'll have left will be hatred, despair, and a bleak view of the world being cruel and unfair? And he'll constantly be wondering why some are blessed with advantage and prodigy while others are seemingly born to suffer and stay stagnant despite their best efforts? Why does the world continue to favor some and crush everyone else? What has everyone done to deserve the life they have?

Honestly, this just further proves that Nagito's obsession with hope and talent are his last ditch attempts at giving himself purpose in a world cursing his existence. Ironically, this unhealthy coping mechanism is the better of two mindsets he chose to follow. Really goes to show that Nagito, despite everything he says, has not given up on himself if he's trying THIS damn hard to keep up the facade and have a reason to keep going everyday. And this is the reason why that OVA is my favorite episode from all the anime as that one line adds so much more nuance to Nagito's already complicated ideology.

Sorry, I sorta derailed things to ramble about Nagito but what did you expect from a Nagito simp after all? He's been rotting my brain for over four years now. But to come back on topic, this post-game Nagito with his looser chokehold on hope and talent would most likely have to contend once again with that resentment, but now with a weaker shield. As such, I do think he'd have mixed feelings about Izuru/Hajime. Part of him would probably sympathize with Hajime's pain from the surgery and the fact that he'll never quite be only Hajime anymore. Izuru is and will always be there. Learning to live with the permanent changes to his body and mind is something Nagito knows intimately--way before he became a remnant. That being said, well....Hajime did get the best case scenario for his outcome. Even some of his emotions returned despite the physical improbability of it happening. And yeah--he gets to keep all those useful talents now too. He's also in better physical health than most of their other classmates and his real name isn't inherently associated with Ultimate Despair. He could go back into society looking the way he does with his legal name and no one would even know he was ever involved with Hope's Peak.

So yeah, that sympathy Nagito has would not be enough to squash down his resentment. I can't imagine him fawning over Hajime post-game given everything that's happened and especially after finding out how Izuru was created (as I talked about in a previous ask). There will definitely be an adjustment period where in Nagito may even be passively hostile towards Hajime. But I think a part of Nagito--the part that white knuckled that silver lining for talent---would try its best to look past that and accept Hajime as a sincere friend. It's just going to take a while for him to get there. But he'll try. Doesn't mean he won't be a snarky passive aggressive guy through out it though. I do think he'll be more blunt about his honest feelings towards others whether they like it or not. Talent be (slightly) damned.

[simulation-machine]

Y'all, I am so new to the current iteration of Photoshop that this took me an embarrassing amount of time to do.

Below is some additional information about Stormy and Ed's relationship.

They first met at their high school in Evergreen Harbor. Ed was the senior editor for the school newspaper as well as the yearbook club, and Stormy was the sole photographer for any clubs that needed her. Even though he was a senior and she was a freshman in high school, they worked together closely and became close friends.

It wasn't until Ed was in his first year in college that Stormy realized she had a big ol' fat crush on him the whole time, but she didn't do anything about it because he was all the way off in Académie Le Tour pursuing his English degree. They did hang out whenever he was back in town. During that time, Stormy dated around, and wasn't particularly into anyone she saw. When Ed would spend his breaks and holidays in Evergreen Harbor, she always immediately remembered how much she liked him. When he graduated college, Stormy did intel to make sure he wasn't seeing anyone, and immediately confessed her attraction and asked him out on a date. He said yes. She was 20, he was 23. They've been together ever since. At the start of the Random Legacy Challenge, they had been together for 3 years. They married about 6 months later. Stormy became pregnant with Lou at the age of 25, putting her at age 29 in the current timeline (I started this like a month ago, when she was 27, and was too lazy to fix it). By the time Lou ages up to child, they will have been together for 10 years.

Annnnnd that's how they met!

[siphisket]

Genuinely funny that I got into JJK right before the game release. Very on-theme lol. (Cursed speech cursed speech cursed speech cursed speech cursed speech aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

Bonus:

[cursed-commons-chats]

[cpirits]

(( ARE YOU OKAY? || @phasmascript said: [ ❤️‍ to find my muse trying to hide and injury || guy and sync ]

★ ━━━━━━ His eyes were narrowed, what did his master care about his pain? He never showed anything before, so Guy's heart was hardened toward the one who gave him the curse slot that burned his arm underneath his shirt.

The blonde's voice held venom, but he still respected Sync as the other could make the slot more painful, or control him to an extent where he had no agency. "You don't care, why bother checking on me?" He didn't bother to uncover his leg, he had gotten sliced while fighting someone, and had slunk back to his master to give his report after he had taken care of himself.

[cottonsox]

is it nuts to say skin carried carmen queasy

[emblemxeno]

As someone else terrified about this election I'm with you, hoping for the best but I can't believe anyone would support something this terrible...and on top of that the I'm voting third party because both are bad when one is SO much worse upsets me too didn't we go through this in 2016

I would never judge someone's choice or motivations for voting for third party, but as you say it's... stomach turning, that we're getting close to a 2016 redux.

And it's valid for people to feel that way! What the current administration is complicit in when it comes to Palestine (among other countries) is unforgiveable and should face punishment.

But they aren't the ones being punished when a third party siphons votes away from them. Rich politicians who have full time security won't face the repercussions of another Trump presidency. Women and minorities here will. And I can't, in good conscience, accept that their rights are an acceptable sacrifice for a "punishment" that won't even touch the people who deserve it.

I also don't think "protest voting" exists, because if you're actually dissatisfied with the electorate in this country (which you should be), you wouldn't still be participating in it. Like, one can claim moral righetousness because they're voting Green Party or writing in protest ballots, but it rings hollow when you're lashing at it in the next breath. And the point of protests is for the grievances to be seen en masse, and a vote being put into a counting machine isn't exactly what I'd call visibility.

For what it's worth, I believe there should be bigger attention directed towards the UN and ICJ for their utterly slug-paced attempts at meting out justice, but because they're seen as unreachable, no one does anything.

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

first day back to school for me !!

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Sun: Whose turn is it to give the pep-talk?

Moon, sighing: Eclipse.

Eclipse: Fuck shit up out there, but don’t die.

Solar, wiping away a tear: So inspirational.

[vullcanica]

Having a lot of fun thinking about nik having minor and increasingly weird curses on him for various periods of time. I'm talking things so casual he either doesn't notice them for a long while or doesn't care to break them. Couldn't drink wine without at least mildly choking on it around the 1750s. Still feels a hole burning into his tongue every time he says one particular old roman name. Kept getting struck by lightning during thunderstorms for a period of 30 years until he tracked it down to one particularly spiteful druid's bloodline. Most dogs are morally inclined to bite him. He has the opposite of a green thumb. And, since I'm thinking of an NPC medium for his story, I've decided they're the type to very quietly and cheekily slip him a karmic curse for bad luck whenever Nik comes around. It's the equivalent of finding a 'kick me' sign on his back every so often. He's metaphysically a chaotic patchwork of various energy and some magic from whatever witches or preternatural creatures he would've Gifted at the time, so little inconveniences like this often go unnoticed.

[mrbexwrites]

Last Sentence Game

Tagged by @surroundedbypearls and you can see the chain post here (I made my own just to save on dash space!)

Rules: write the last sentence you wrote on your wip, and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence!

“Alright,” I turned and left, letting the door close behind me, leaving her in my wake; leaving a trail of destruction behind me as always.

Twenty-five words. Curse you semi-colon!! Sorry guys, but this is your burden now: @kaiusvnoir @tpbwrites @akiwitch @arigalefantasynovels @rhikasa @artcoffeecats @magicmoon65 @pure-solomon @scribe-of-stories @arowanaprincess @writingf3 @cee-grice @morganwriteblr @hallwriteblr @tate-lin @moonandris @meerawrites @inflarescent @mjparkerwriting @at-thezenith @chayscribbles @writingamongther0ses @thecatsgravewrites @scifimagpie @alnaperera

[deiscension]

﹄ ◇ ; @dnangelic left a prayer

i take it you think i'm frightening? // ALSO ONE FROM DARK

      ⌜◈⌟    ▌ ──  "𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮," she retorts, face still burning with embarrassment at the high pitched yelp she'd let out as soon as she'd realized she wasn't alone.

      𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞! Sneaking up on young ladies all on their lonesome in the dark and then saying such eerie things; who in their right mind would do that? Never mind that she had been trying to sneak up on him. It was still a flagrant display of appallingly bad manners. And she at least had plenty of good reasons for skulking about. Whoever (or perhaps more aptly, whatever) he is, she hadn't been able to get a clear reading of him during her initial qi scanning. She also hasn't been able to contact anyone through the communication array for the past hour, and without any means of requesting more information or backup, she had to be cautious. What could he say for himself? She had every intention of asking, but she was going to do so fully face to face.

      𝐈𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐒𝐡𝐢 𝐐𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡. Her breath catches. Wings darker than night itself, each feather a slash of poet's ink. Jinwu. The thought drags her gaze from wings to chest, where she almost expects to find a golden arrow protruding from his ribcage. When she finally meets his gaze, a chill skitters down her spine. Those aren't the eyes of a crow. Neither are they the eyes of a human, god, or ghost. Outside, the wind begins to howl.

      "𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲," she admits, giving a polite nod as if trying to help him save face, "but nothing I haven't seen before. You give yourself too much credit, shuai ge."

     𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐝. Shadows of tree branches dance across latticed windows. The wan, milky light seeping in past them spotlights various displays and artworks hung upon the opposite wall. The details of each subject have been blurred into a mess of nothingness. "That's far more frightening to me. Someone did something they shouldn't have or touched something they shouldn't have, and now look at this sorry state of affairs. Ugh. And right when I-- wait. Why are you in here, anyway?" She can only think of two reasons a fellow nonhuman would be inside this supposedly cursed estate of an eccentric collector. Her eyes widen. "Forget uncanny-- you're in trouble is what you are!"

[cursed-commons-chats]

[a-picrew-a-day]

Minecraft sona mineker

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