#i just needed to scream into the void for a sec

[the-sparkling-diamond-satine]

i'm only kinda sorry but if i'm reading fanfic and the writer puts faith in a dress without a Very Good Reason (ex. the mayor made her wear it, she's trying to impress buffy, she's a bridesmaid in somebody's wedding) i am taken out of it so quickly. that tiny detail bugs me so much what are you even doing?? faith hates dresses!!!! free her!!!!!

[void-with-a-keyboard]

thinking about solar and how absolutely fucking pathetic of a man he was

constantly nervous and trying to not offend ppl while also just trying to have ppl like him

while i COULD talk about solar/lunar bc thats a very obvious ship (like. theyre right there lmao) but i came here to talk about solar/sun bc i was looking through some of my old oneshots i made when solar first showed up (like- literally on ao3 there were FIVE fics about him. I WAS EARLY) bc i wanted to kiss his flat fucking face so badly

BUUTTTT one of the oneshots was of solar and wutever fuckin insert i used interacting and like. trying to get solar used to gentle touches since im a FIRM believer that that man had NEVER felt a gentle hand on him once he existed (except for maybe when he interacted with his sun in the headspace but thats not actually physical) and it was like "okay lets see how u react to certain things and get u used to it"

and i was like... wut if it was sun doing it with him? i feel like in the beginning he would try and avoid sun as much as he could while also DEEPLY yearning to be around him. bc he just misses his brother so much and he wants him back but he knows this isnt his sun but it hurts to see him and not be able to even touch him. not bc hes not allowed to, hes just too scared to make any moves to get closer.

IM GETTING A BIT OFF TRACK BUTBUTBUT- ill discuss sun and solars early relationship LATER in another post so imma talk about wut im REALLY here for

sun is just hanging out with solar and tries to help him figure out his feelings cuz hes like "i have no fucking clue wut im feeling or wut to do with myself" and sun is like"fuck it i can help" (pretend this is in character LMAO im just being silly and over simplifying :]) and they like- "practice" with solar being used to more gentle touches. like just holding hands and hugs and petting and all that stuff. bc even tho solar trusts sun he still has a deep burning feeling that he will be hurt at some point and sun makes it his personal goal to at least help him not feel like that as much

and ofc they end up kissing. y do u think im here??

solar is an EMOTIONAL MESS. bro does not know wut to do with himself but it doesnt matter bc he feels happy and safe and DAMNIT is he gonna enjoy it

[south-sea]

very normal tonight

[rocketthem]

I am so fucking frustrated and i can’t even talk to anyone about it

[robertfettuccine]

I’ve been doing ballet for almost 15 years and tomorrow is my last performance before I’m officially quitting. I can’t keep dancing anymore because I have chronic pain but I don’t know how to live my life without ballet. I don’t know how to cope with this. Aaaaaaaaaaaah

[that-weird-thing-in-the-woods]

:) you all know what time it isssss

Danny Al-ghul

But not in the way you would think. So the Fentons find out about Danny being phantom (catching him changing or something) and {this is a Bad Fenton Au so we gonna traumatizing the fuck out of this boy} and they experiment and torture him for a few weeks to a month in this time frame Jazz, Sam and Tucker have died and have not come back as ghost due to dying by a ghost blaster ( hint hint )

And Danny eventually die (fully this time) due to torture and starvation (They didn’t think ‘Ghost’ needed to eat) and when Danny died he gets yeeted into a part of the Zone no one goes to and when I say no one I mean NO ONE and eventually crashes into it

And now into a bit into this part of The Zone it is actually The Home of the dead Al-ghuls and their assassins + some pit demons but they aren’t really that conscious…I guess I mean they move around and sometimes talk or well scream because they are infected by The Madness (Pit Rage) and kinda act like obsessiveness ghost…oh I never explained what that was well I do it in the next post or something but for the time it just means feral and more animalistic than a normal ghost would be

So basically Danny crash landed into a feral Pit {you see what I did there} and after some shenanigans and shit the dead and Feral Al-ghuls kinda just accepted into the family I mean the past tense assassins and the younger dead Al-ghuls listen to them so he’s a part of them now

And if you were to ask one of the Al-ghuls ( If they were sane enough for that ) they would basically say

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“Yeah that Danny we don’t know who’s kid he is and he’s not really into the hole assassin thing and he’s far to soft to be an Al-ghul but he heals us and takes care of the younger ones so he’s part of the family and no one’s going to take him away” * proceeds to rip out the core of the ghost who asks and eats it or brings it to Danny because he eats less than everyone else ( he doesn’t he just doesn’t eat fucking CORES)*

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What I mean about healing them is that Danny constantly carries around a never ending black marble bowl { like in my Snake Empress Au } of the purest ecto you can have ( Clockwork gave it to him for helping the Ferals and the LOLS by the misunderstandings from the future you’ll give it in a sec ) and when ghost are feral instead of cuts and stuff they break and crack like a porcelain doll or something else that cracks that like that and pours a bit into the crack/break

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Now onto the DC part of this! So while Tim was looking for Bruce in the timestream {like in my Void and Prism Au} and somehow ends up in front of a giant temple like building that is surrounded by multiple lagoons and lakes of Lazarus pits ( and that a bit concerning in itself ) and as Tim walks in he hears footsteps and the pulling of fabric on the ground so he turns around not really knowing what to expect but he was most definitely not expecting the most beautiful boy he’s ever seen but what caught his attention is the black marble bowl that has the purest Lazarus water he’s ever seen and a few shenanigans and a get together later Tim is now dating this ethereal, beautiful, kind he should probably stop while he’s ahead before he goes on for hours {So basically Tim is down bad for our little ghost boy} who so happens to an Al-ghul and Danny helps Tim find Bruce but Danny makes Tim promise to keep in contact ( which Tim was going to do anyway and not to mention Danny’s literal Amy of Feral Al-ghuls/assassins/pit demons who will kill him and than hunt him in death for his core to give to Danny as a trophy and just for the LOLS let’s have everyone misunderstand that Danny is an Al-ghul )

So a few years later Tim and Danny are still in contact and Tim is still down bad but he still hasn’t told everybody about it until one day the Batfam fucks up and Tim fucks off to The Ghost Zone back to his boyfriend ( possible fiancé but still hasn’t told anyone)

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The JL-JLD: running around like headless chickens

The Batfam: Much angst

Tim and Danny: chilling out and being in love and shit

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And now on to the details of this!

For Danny’s outfit I’m thinking something like this

And he’s wearing some jewelry like this

And for hair

also here is a pic of the black marble bowl ( it is the same in my Snake empress au and in this )

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nd that’s about it about this au and I hope you guys like it tell me if you want to see more of this byeeeee

[gofancyninjaworld]

OPM Manga Update 247 Review

I was puzzled as to why the translation for this was listed as a redraw, as the previous chapters had covered the entirety of the ninja arc to date before the hiatus. Then I realised that it was the numbering foolishness messing with the translators. EH! Not my problem. Shall we go on?

Summary

The chapter opens with Suiryu being discharged from hospital. He's been given a huge bouquet by the nurses and wished a speedy return to hospital, something he understandably has no plan to do. As he makes his way down the road, his attention is attracted by screaming, which turns out to be coming from a woman about to be eaten by a monster giant anteater. He splits it in half with a single chop, noting with satisfaction that his strength has returned.

He turns back to the business at hand, that of finding the Hero Association and Saitama, and is surprised that every online search for 'hero' brings up the Neo Heroes. Things have definitely changed... but he doesn't have much time to muse on it for he is nearly flattened by the enormous head of what had been a much bigger monster giant anteater. Could Saitama be out here? No, the person who'd sent the monster's head flying was an idol. She introduced herself as Webigaza, and that she was back from her hiatus to work as a Neo Hero as well as sing. She pauses to take a deep drink of water -- she's thirsty -- and then encourages people to support the Neo Heroes before flying off.

Suiryu stares after her like a cat seeing baubles hung up on a Christmas tree. Come to that, maybe he's a little thirsty too. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to check out the opposition first... after all, he can quit right away. Elsewhere, we see an unamused Suiko surprised that her brother has discharged himself without telling her. Her concern quickly turns to outrage when she reads the note he's left for her and realises that he's stuck her with the bill.

He's just the nicest guy, isn't he?

Suiryu arrives at the Neo Hero tower and is quickly ushered into the testing facilities. With difficulty, he gets squeezed into a power suit, all while muttering to himself about how uncool it'd make him if he approached that girl looking like that.

Once on though, he feels the enormous surge of power it brings. Excited, he flexes, and the suit crumbles like a badly-baked biscuit. Worse, he now need to pay for it. Five million, which is more than the three million he earned in the Superfight.

If you break it, you've bought it. Love the detail of Suiryu flexing hard enough to break his remaining armband.

The chapter closes with a weeping Suiryu being introduced to Metal Bat. He's stuck in Neo Heroes until he can earn enough to pay off his debts.

Oh yeah, one final detail. Has McCoy handed in his notice before he started moonlighting for the Neo Heroes? He better have, the rat!

Phew, thank goodness this wasn't longer! Shall we do some meta?

Meta

We're a week on, so the outraged whines of fans expecting a showdown between Blast and Void have died down. It's totally par for the course. All I will say is this:

If you were around when this chapter (chapter 67) was first posted, you'll know that it was well over a year (in chapter 77) that we got to find out what happened.

Yup, ONE reserves the right to go 'Meanwhile...' and go somewhere else, sometimes for extended periods of time. Deal with it.

Saturation Bombing

Well, now we're back to the Neo Hero storyline, and man, when they launched, they launched HARD. They've sopped up all the SEO real estate to crowd the Hero Association off the first page of the search engines. Their TV and billboard ads are everywhere. They've even bought up the storefronts around around their headquarters. And all in the space of days. The wallets bankrolling this venture must be abyssally deep (I will return to this in a sec).

A leopard doesn't change his spots

I won't lie: Suiryu is the character I've had the most trouble seeing the point of. I've tried, but I'm still of the opinion that this lazy, feckless, superficially charming, and not-at-all-nice guy gets given way too much real estate. Well, he may be serious about wanting to be a hero but he's still as feckless as he ever was. Yes, he won a considerable sum of money just before being hospitalised and so had no chance to spend it. Yet, true to his nature, he fucks off and sticks his sister with the bill. And true to his nature, he decides to take a pass at an idol (someone who will have hell to pay if she's even thought to be dating), fully intending to cut and run as soon as he gets what he's chasing after. Well, the wheels were always going to come off sooner or later. Might as well be now. Good.

Chef's Kiss

I know that many people were a bit disturbed to find how... normal Webigaza looks but I think it's FANTASTIC. Why? Well, a slightly creepy idol isn't everyone's cup of tea, but they'd be someone's shot of whiskey, unusual and thus not interchangeable. It's a recognisable brand she'd have been able to build on. That worked *against* Webigaza's stated desperation to stand out and gain lasting fame.

Anyone into the 'creepy doll' look really, really is into it, and won't be substituting them for another.

By making her an absolutely normal-looking idol, loveable but totally replaceable, Murata has understood the brief. I can 100% believe that this Webi is desperate to be different in some lasting way when she looks exactly the same as a dozen other idols. I can 100% believe her when she's obsessed with Sweet Mask and wants what he has when she knows that the crowd that cheers for her today will cheer just as enthusiastically next year for someone who looks and sounds almost exactly like her. That she'll be forgotten despite having poured her entire life into entertaining. And that she'd rather die than see it happen.

Because she looks generic, it makes sense that she's painfully aware of how replaceable she is.

This works. This really, really works.

Let's talk cash, pt. 1: suits of contention

As many sharp-eyed readers have noticed, that suit that Suiryu got given looks awfully familiar. It's a dead ringer for the ones that Tongara's team got given by Narinki.

And once those suits hulked out...

... they looked an awful lot like the ones Hammerhead's crew got their hands on.

No prizes for guessing that this Neo Hero thing is most probably a front for one of the most successful conspiracies in fiction, The Organization. Successful because they're able to work to achieve their aims without anyone blabbing prematurely.

Let's talk cash, pt. 2: debtor's jail

It probably shouldn't surprise us too much that Suiryu is in such good shape after leaving hospital. After all, it wasn't just any hospital he went to but a Hero Hospital, a place where exceptional effort is expended in healing people rapidly. Also a very costly place, as McCoy pointed out to Mad Devil Yankee.

The drop of realism that sells the fantasy harder: yes, there's medicine and technology to heal up incredible injuries and illnesses super fast. But the price is steep!

Oh yeah, the apparent throwaway is becoming quite relevant now. I wonder if someone will point out to Suiko that joining the Hero Association would be a quick way to discharge her brother's medical debt?

I wouldn't mind this brewing Neo Hero saga to stick around a little longer. But I'm easy -- I've long since stopped expecting a particular thing to happen at a given time. All will be well in the end.

[bluuedraws]

Chapter one is finished! I’m not providing a synopsis because the chapter is pretty telling of what the story will be like, along with the tags.

I hope you enjoy the ride, as I had a lot of fun writing it! Keep in mind this is my first fanfic I’ve ever published publicly, so please be patient. These are new grounds for me :)

Chapter One

Grian runs.

He’s been running for a long time, but never has he sprinted so hard and so fast, his muscles burning, his legs aching with every stride he took. His lungs scream for air as he gasps, the cold air searing his throat as he pumps his arms even harder. The constant pain in his wings aren’t helping him concentrate on running, either. They’re badly bruised, rendering him unable to fly. And never before has Grian been so desperate to take to the air. Behind him, he hears nothing but the swaying branches and the leaves crunching under his feet. It’s eerily silent, shrouded with a deceiving quiet that only strikes more fear into Grian’s heart.

How have they found him so quickly?

They’d only been on the server for a couple of months. Everyone was still deep into their projects, Scar expanding his ever growing Swaggon business, Impulse adding details to his factory, Mumbo doing whatever Mumbo did, Pearl creating gorgeous builds… It wasn’t time to end this season. Not even close. They should have had more than a few more months before they caught up with him.

Grian’s body is burning now, more exhausted than he’s ever felt. He’s pushing himself far beyond his limits, and he still isn’t sure it’ll be enough. He just has to make it to Boatem… There, he can warn his friends, and they can flee the server as they always did when they inevitably caught up with him. Grian thought he had mastered this endless chase through worlds, thought he could stay one step ahead of them. But despite his efforts, he’s failed.

The ground is getting smoother and more worn down beneath his feet as he springs on. A good sign, it means he’s growing ever closer to civilization. He’s so tired, his legs numb and feet barely functioning. Almost there, just a little longer…

WHAM!

Grian smashes to the ground, barely managing to catch himself before smacking his face into the dirt. His foot’s caught on something, his exhaustion finally taking him down. Stumbling to his feet, he continues on, but now he can sense something behind him. They’re even closer now.

Finally, finally, Grian spots the familiar sight of the Boatem hole, a strange stack of boats and various items sitting precariously over a deep hole that lead to the void. By some miracle, all of his friends are sitting around it, engaged in conversation. He can save them, if only he can convince them in the minutes he had left before they caught up.

He can convince them.

He has to.

“…and then Grian unfroze midair and asked me what I was doing. It scared the heck out of me!” Scar is laughing, obviously telling some story to the group. Whatever it was cracks them up, and they’re all clutching their stomachs, laughing as Scar buries his head in his hands in fake embarrassment. Grian skids to a halt in front of them, hands on his thighs, gasping for air.

Scar turns to him, a smile spreading across his face as he greets the newcomer. “Well, speak of the devil! Grian, I was just telling them about-���

“(Gasp!) Scar, stop! They’re here, th—(Gasp!)—they’re coming! We need to leave!” Grian cuts him off, fumbling his words as he desperately tries to get them to understand what had happened. Scar’s face drops from his usual lopsided grin to a worried frown, and he reaches out to grab Grian’s shoulder in support. The others look on inquisitively. “Woah, Grian, buddy, calm down a sec. Take a moment to breathe, you’re exhausted-” Scar moves to let him take a seat next to him, but Grian waves him off.

“T-there’s no time, don’t you see?! (Gasp!) They- (Gasp! )they’ve caught up with us! W-we need to go, change servers, or it’s- it’s all over!”

The world is spinning and blurring around him, and hazy shapes seem to surround him as muffled voices call his name. <<Grian! Grian, are you ok?>>

<<Oh god, what happened to his wings?>>

They’re concerned, but not for the right reasons. They need to go, to run, not check on him!

<<What happened? What’s wrong?>>

<<How can we help?>>

No, it’s going all wrong. They don’t know the danger, don’t know what to do. Grian hasn’t told them, couldn’t tell anyone without putting them in danger. But he guesses it doesn’t matter anymore. There was no avoiding it, because despite his efforts, his friend’s are still in mortal peril.

Grian feels himself sink to his knees as the world tilts alarmingly. He feels nauseous, but he fights it. He needs to get the words out, or else it’s all over.

He manages one word before he feels them arrive.

“RUN!”

…

The world turns cold.

The wind stops blowing. His friends grow quiet and still.

Grian opens his eyes.

Everything has stopped. The grass no longer sways in the wind, the clouds are still above their heads. And, the most horrifying of all, his friends are frozen. Scar has his arm on Grian’s shoulders, his face covered in anxiety and concern. Impulse and Mumbo are crowded around him, tense and unsure of what to do. But worst of all is Pearl. She stands slightly farther back, but unlike the others, her eyes aren’t trained on Grian. She’s looking over his shoulder, fixated on something behind him. And she looks terrified.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Grian pushes himself up off the ground (gently brushing Scar’s arm off his shoulder in the process), and turns.

And the monster stares back.

Just like that, the world is gone. He’s floating in a vast purple void, alone with the one he’s been running from for years.

It’s a humanoid figure, cloaked in grey cloth and deathly silent. When it raises its head, Grian can’t see anything. It’s too shrouded in shadow to make out.

No. No, no no no no. This can’t be happening. It can’t end like this. Grian won’t let it. If he can’t save himself, he’ll at least save his friends.

He clenches his fists against his sides, his fear turning to hot, boiling rage, bubbling against his throat as the figure looks on, silent. Now that the worst has actually happened, Grian finds himself filled with unexpected bravery. After all, what does he have to lose?

“Leave them alone!” Grian spits at the thing, the years of barely contained fury finally boiling over. He arches his wings over his head in an effort to look more intimidating, ignoring the pain that seares through his bones. “It’s me you want, not them! I’ll go with you, do whatever you want, just leave. Them. Be!”

Grian knows that they work in strange ways. They can’t forcefully take him. He must agree of his own will first. But that doesn’t stop them from making his life hell. They have enormous power, and don’t care who they kill along the way.

Grian waits for an answer.

The silence seems to stretch forever.

But then the thing laughes. It’s a cold, calculating chuckle that chills Grian to the bone.

“Oh, little one. What a silly request you make.”

He holds his stance, watching the figure in front of him. It still doesn’t move.

“What we want is far from just you. You may be the key, but there are many more doors to open.”

Fingers turn to claws as he digs them into his palms, anger reverting back to horror. He chooses his next words carefully, attempting to hide the quiver in his voice.

“What will you do?”

It watches him. It’s been watching him for as long as Grian knows.

“That entirely depends on you, my friend.”

The word “friend” has a hint of malice etched into it, a stinging threat that hangs above them. They are not friends. Never have been.

“We are more merciful than you know. And so, we offer you a deal.”

A deal. That doesn’t sound good. A deal with them never goes well. Grian knows that more than anyone.

“We won’t follow you or your friends anymore. We’ll leave you be forever. No more running, no more hiding. No more living in constant fear.”

His breath catches in his throat. This was too good to be true. Too wonderful of a thought to possibly be real.

He waits for the other shoe to drop.

“But to receive this, you must pass out tests.”

Oh no.

“We have many trials for you to overcome. If you face them all, and win, you may receive our blessing. And if not… we take you and your companions.”

There it is. No gift ever comes for free, not when they’ve been hunting him for years. Not when he’s escaped every trap, every plan they’ve made to capture him.

This is all another ploy. Another mind game to try and get him on their side. Grian isn’t dumb, and he won’t let himself fall for it.

…But oh, it is tempting. Behind his outer confidence, Grian can feel the exhaustion lurking behind his eyes. He can feel the years of stress and fear in ever muscle, every bone. To be relieved of this burden would mean everything.

But suspicion is clouding his thoughts. Something is very wrong.

If he agrees to this, and fails, he can’t backout. A deal is an agreement and is just as binding, magic wise.

But he’s so tired. So tired of putting everyone he loves in constant danger, so tired of keeping them in the dark.

And so, he makes a decision.

“I accept on one condition. I will take your tests, and pass without fail. But in the event I do, you only take me. You leave everyone else alone. This is my one offer, so you better take it or leave it!”

Grian spits out those last words, malice coating his tongue. The formal tone he’s been using drops away, replaced with cold rage. He hates them, hates their games and their tricks. And he is done with it all.

The figure lifts its hands, which hide beneath the folds of it’s cloak. And for a moment, Grian swears he can see a toothy smile beneath the mask, dripping with purple blood.

“We accept your offer”

The purple world begins to fade into white. Everything is fuzzy and hazy, just like before. Grian fights it, fixing his eyes on the blurry grey shape in front of him. He shouts at it, panic and anger mixing together. “Wait! What do I need to do? How do I complete your task?”

For a moment, a strange symbol flashes between them. A glowing square, but with the edges strangely cut off, leaving dashed corners.

“When you wake, you will see.”

The voice is growing fainter, the world lighter, and Grian feels himself slowly slip away.

“But Grian… you forgot one thing.”

The voice is barely a whisper, nearly vanished into the pressing white. Grian has to strain to listen.

“You never said we can’t use your friends against you.”

Chilling horror spreads through Grian’s chest as the words sink in. He thrashes desperately, fighting against the haze.

“No!! No, I take it back, I take it back! Don’t hurt them! Take me instead!!” He screams, pounding at the walls of white mist enclosing him, weakening him. But his words fall on deaf ears, and it’s then when the white overtakes him.

The world fades out into nothing.

And Grian is gone.

The cloaked figure stands in the empty space for a few seconds more, staring at nothing. It turns, cloak swishing behind it, and slowly fades away, leaving the strange, empty world.

Only a whisper is left behind.

“A deal is a deal, Grian.”

….

All around the server, 11 players vanish.

….

A new world opens, receives, then locks.

…

And Scar opens his eyes to a world of sand.

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[fire-branded]

Just need to scream into the void for a sec while I clean IRL.

Been struggling a lot lately with stuff and things. Nothing worth mentioning, just your standard bad mental health spirals and flareups. My self-esteem is in the negatives and my confidence, even in my writing and portrayal, is also nonexistent. All of this is to say -- I'm sorry.

Things will get better, I know they will. Just have to get out of this funk, and start feeling okay again, so that I can catch up on everything I owe.

[wolfsbane-and-nettles]

Probably gonna delete this, but just need to scream into the void for a sec:

Im sitting in the waiting room, shaking like crazy as I wait nervously to take a REALLY big, important test for my career.

My friends and I always say “you can do hard things” and it is true…but it is terrifying!

My text anxiety is through the roof, and in the past, I would have had my service dog, but she is retired (over a year now), and my PTSD is manageable now to the point I don’t need her in my day to day, and I’ve been living and working just fine…but I’m so scared!!!

Not only do I tell myself “I can do hard things” but also that living with anxiety means when you do things, you do them scared. Everything is terrifying.

Feeling very much like Bilbo rn. I’m excited, but also like “hold on, forgot my spoon, gotta turn back!” (I carry a fancy spoon with me when I do things because that way I can’t run out of spoons. 🥄)

Anyways, I’m scared…hopefully it goes well and i pass…I won’t know for like…4 months at least tho, seeing as so many tests are backed up for grading..oh well.

I can do hard things, even if I have to do it scared.

[worth-the-chaos]

Don’t mind me, just screaming into the void for a hot sec.

HOW THE FUCK DO I GET THIS GUY TO LIKE ME?! Like I am too shy and afraid of rejection to approach him so I need him to approach me but we’ve like never formally spoken one on one with each other (nor really to each other)

We hung out for like two and a half hours in a bigger group once but like we didn’t really talk to each other and we were working at the time. (But to help myself and fuel my delusional thinking, I will report that I did catch him looking at me a couple times and I’m gonna choose to read into that)

Like where is my rom com meet cute?

[ari-mantic]

I need to scream into the internet void for a sec bc I am very angry.

The people on tiktok are making this trend of telling people that they look like characters from a movie they made up in the comments of their tiktoks. Like goncharov. The only problem is that they refuse to tell people who don't know about this movie that it isn't real. So people are left wondering what the fuck they were just told they look like and where it comes from but the person who said it only tells them it's from a movie called "zepotha" and won't elaborate. AND THESE PEOPLE GET MAD WHEN YOU EXPLAIN TO OTHERS THAT IT'S NOT REAL. AT LEAST THE PEOPLE ON TUMBLR TOLD PEOPLE AND TAGGED GONCHAROV AS UNREALITY.

These tiktok people WANT you to be confused bc they think it's funny. And even if they wanted to warn people, you can't add tags to tiktok comments.

It was just a disaster of an idea and it's already causing harm to others. Why can't the internet learn from other communities instead of pitting themselves against anyone else

[sa-sukee]

im gonna rant into the void for a sec here because i just finished buddy daddies like two minutes ago and my brain is not computing/accepting that it's over :(

im also realizing i dont actually have much to say except that i have so much emotion all i feel like actually doing is screaming.

ok. but ill try to say something i guess. first, i really appreciate how the show didnt feel extremely rushed, like it had a decently fleshed out plot line from start to finish that didnt hold unnecessary twists and turns that would make it feel too jumbled. i find some shows do this cause they feel like viewers need a lot to pay attention to (which is silly to me and my pea sized brain) but buddy daddies had their main idea and stuck to it and it worked. i also liked how ambiguous rei and kazuki's partnership was, like it could literally go any way with them, from being just friends/partners to something more together and either would make sense. i did find in the last episode there were definitely some more subtle moments to get the mind going than in any other episode (imo), which i loved, but ultimately it was really just about miri and their love for her. which is like, the whole show lmfao

and just the details of the last episode, ogino dying without his last words, boss not being able to shoot at the last second, the tiny detail of rei not using his arm in the timeskip (i could cry), rei's SMILE, miri with her moms picture, miri jumping on rei in the beginning, rei and kazuki doing what i would imagine is their last 'job' together... god i could go on

also... can we talk about kazuki's goatee... i can't lie im obsessed, but more in the sense that it is exactly something he would do, definitely a dad move.

im really happy with the ending and honestly a second season would be great but im also really happy with what we got.. definitely gonna be a rewatch/comfort show from now on!

[lilflowerpot]

After literally just throwing my previous thoughts into the void without any real structure, I realised that, no, actually I really wanted to break this down properly even if only for my own peace of mind, so:

That teal-green colour is shared between the twili and everything we’ve seen of the zonai tech in TotK thus far, standing distinctly apart from the true-blue of the sheikah tech. While the Palace of Twilight does have a lot of red-tech, this is Zant’s influence (just as the twili themselves are riddled with red markings when in their corrupted, bestial forms, but teal-green when returned to their true forms by the light of the sol orbs.

Speaking of TP’s sol orbs, the zonai charge we saw in the new gameplay footage looks a hell of a lot like a smaller, modified version of one, which would make sense seeing as when Link first encounters one of these glowing spheres, Midna describes it as “the source of life in [the twilight realm]... it is pure power.” In other words, it’s the perfect candidate to function as the primary power core of a construct.

The Twilight realm itself (or the little we see of it, at least) is a series of small floating islands in the sky. Need I say more?

Totk’s newly released emblem with its three eyes doesn’t not look like the glowing carvings behind the twilight throne. Again, we see snakes and eyes and swirls... you get the picture. Given how the symbols associated with the rest of Hyrule’s races have evolved throughout various games, I wouldn’t think it an impossible reach.

Zant’s entire design //screams// zonai. The carvings on his helmet and shoes echo the zonai carvings that litter BotW’s overworld, his shoulder pads have snakes akin to TotK’s ourborors, and the same can be said for the embroidery of his sleeves which AGAIN comes in that same teal-green.

Midna’s headpiece has those same zonai-dragon-heads, and combined with her glowing teal-green embroidery & tattoos that almost look like circuitry, and her skirt is pattered with gears that represent the fact that the twili were not only magic users but in possession of advanced technology (moving platforms / giant hand sentinels / sol spheres),,, it’s not hard to believe that, given a little more time, the twili’s level of advancement in TP could very easily have become that of the zonai in TotK.

Midna’s fused shadow helmet is considered a “dark/forbidden power” and that may well be true, but... again it’s designs not only look like those of the zonai (geometric patterns & snakes) but also circuitry, and it’s really not that much of a stretch to think that what the twili achieved was an advanced technology that either looked like or was literally powered by magic. Either way, the abilities of the fused shadow (to corrupt and empower) and that of the mirror of twilight (to travel between worlds) are //astounding//, and again in line with the feats of engineering that the zonai were evidently capable of judging by not just the ruins that litter Hyrule, but in particular the three labyrinths.

Jumping back to colour analysis for a hot sec, the construct’s eyes are really important to me: yellow and red/orange. the two colours that the twili’s eyes were shown to be (Zant’s yellow, the unnamed civilians’ red, and Midna’s a combination of the two). The eye of the fused shadow is also a dead-ringer for those of the constructs.

TotK’s deity could very well be wearing a fused shadow of its own (or something like it) Assuming the seven objects surrounding it are something link has to collect throughout the game, they might be collected in those little glowing green phials we saw him carrying around in one of the trailers, and those very much reminded me of collecting the tears of light in TP (and also SS’s silent realms but please god don’t make me do that again they were terrifying).

Narratively speaking, the zonai (their name being a take on nazo, a word meaning "mystery" in Japanese) ~mysteriously~ disappeared one day without a trace... the twili were banished to the twilight realm by the golden goddesses... if I were an average hylian citizen, I’d find that pretty damn mysterious.

I, personally, miss the twili and would like them back please and thank you.

[lasagna482]

I need to just scream into the void for a sec so like fully ignore this if you wish to, also I’m gonna be doing this as vaguely as possible bc I don’t wanna deal with anything to do with this situation at all lol

SI WHEN DID GROWN ASS ADULT WOMEN THINK ITS OK TO POST LITERAL RUMORS SNOUT SOMETHING TAT THRY CLAIM IS TRUE (keep in mind if these rumors are not true which at this point with the resounding evidence I’ve been able to find and research about the situation I highly doubt it’s true, COULD LITERALLY RUIN THE PERSONS CAREER AND LIFE THEYRE SPREADING SHIT ABOUT. It is so NOT a subject to joke about and make a game of and yet that’s what I’ve seen happen in this situation, baiting and being like oh this literally is not a situation to do with us but we have so much proof it happened that we’re gonna share and then not share it?? And get mad at people who spread it to other social media sites bc if it were true is something that should be publicly known????? And then backtracking when people who know the person irl are on one of those platforms being like hey yeah no this isn’t true at all on a site the original posters claim to not be on but still were using info they found on that site somehow????? Like I do not want the rumor to be true at all, but with any actual proof (or someone involved in the alleged thing that happened being like hey yeah this is true) I WOULD BC ITS NOT SOMETHING YOU JOKE ABOUT IF I HEAR A RUMOR OF THIS ITS TRUE UNTIL PROVEN WRONG and with how the grown ass women who brought this situation up have handled it mad just doing research at this point I really don’t think it’s true, but I still spent the entire day in an anxious ball of energy bc it has to do with one of my comfort pieces of media and with how my life has been lately I need that comfort piece of media to not become tarnished which it to an extent has bc of what I believe to be vile lies spread to hurt another bc of success bc that’s what seems to have happened!! And most of the people I’ve seen reacting to this (except some here and a lil bit on another site) almost everyone seems to just believe these women who had thought nothing would come of this and instead people online are being incredibly hateful and just disgusting bc of the behavior of the two woman who in their eyes are just spreading info (and if they are they did not choose a good way to do it, but I just cannot belie they are)

Ok thank you I feel somewhat better goodbye

[kuromifluff]

Holy fuck I know that there are way bigger problems in the world right now but I’ve been dealing with chronic back pain for like 5 months and I need to scream into the void for a sec. I’ve been to the doctors so many times and tried all the treatments I’ve been prescribed from topical medications, anti-inflammatories, muscle relaxants, physical therapy and none of them have provided any significant relief. Also, the root cause of the pain isn’t fixable- I have fucking spine degeneration at age 19, which was confirmed by an MRI. What the fuck. I’d never even injured it or anything like that. The pain just randomly started one day, and within a week was bad enough that I had to go to the doctor. I still can’t even push a vacuum around for 20 minutes without being in so much pain that I have to take it easy for the rest of the day. I’ve had a rough year anyways, lots of significant changes in my life that have affected my already poor mental health, and this is just the fucking cherry on top. I feel like I’m finally working through some of my fear-induced paralysis about moving forward with other aspects of my life, but I like physically can’t. I haven’t been able to work since this all started, so I can’t save for the future. I’m going back to college in January and I’m worried that just the effort of getting to and from my classes will completely exhaust me. I’m just so tried all the time- the pain isn’t excruciating when I’m not actively bending or lifting things, but it’s constant. I’m so fucking tired. I just want things to get better for once.