#i love picking characters apart

[gremlinanalyst]

An introduction(because i said so and also you probably need one):

Hi!!! I’m your local insomniac/gremlin analyst who, you guessed it, does character analysis(insert lego movie song).

I also love theories too, so you’ll be seeing some of those as well(because my brain is evil and gives me way too much to think about).

I go by gremlin online, but i always challenge people to come up with the most creative nickname as possible for the name(surprise me idc).

Anygays, i am famous for having dry af humor and terrible attempts at sarcasm, so if anything i say comes off as rude or blunt, i apologize in advance.

DNI if:

You are a bigot.

You like the fruit, durian(how tf do you stomach that rancid smell).

You are a bully

You don’t like cats(i don’t trust you…)

You ship adult x minors in mha(just…🚩🚩)

What I’ll be posting:

Character analysis(i do accept requests through the form of asks).

MHA theories i find fascinating.

Reblogging mha fanart/fanfic writers on occasion(because support artists and writers).

irl conversations i have with my friend/beta reader because they’re always filled with some level of chaos(we’re both gremlins so it’s like pouring kerosene on a bonfire).

That’s all for my blog introduction :3

Please feel free to stay for the chaos creations and stay safe(as much as you possibly can), sillies!

- gremlin :3

[angee1011]

I love pjo fandom because we are watching this show and people are like “wow these kids’ parents sure do suck”

And we are just like “✨yes they do✨ isn’t it great ✨”

[qulizalfos]

two (2) studies of expressions i liked from dps <3

[incandescentflower]

On ep 5 of Dark Blue Kiss and what is striking me most at this point is how their life circumstances are almost completely opposite.

Pete is financially sound, Kao has to worry about money. Pete gets support from his father both with money and with that open support for his relationship. Kao feels the need to support his mom finanically and doesn't feel free to tell her about his relationship with Pete. Kao feels like he has to constantly work to get where he wants to be, Pete has people constantly offering him opportunities.

I find that really interesting.

Pete's reactions test me, but I do appreciate that people around him are calling him on it - Sandee and most of all Kao, that he does tell Pete that he doesn't give him chances to explain and just reacts and Pete does say he'll try even if he seems to think he won't be able to do it.

These two characters talk. They know each other and their tendencies, none of their challenges are surprises, and there is communication happening, but obviously not about everything.

I just wish that Pete could understand why Kao thinks he has no alternative here. He seems pretty disconnected from that even though he is being told directly.

But Kao also doesn't recognize that Pete's insecurity does seem to stem from not being able to be clear about their relationship to others and that hiding things from Pete is going to be a much larger betrayal than simply having the argument about it in the moment.

It's very interesting to see all this conflict happening and they are openly communicating, but it's about their needs being in direct conflict and how difficult that is to manage in a relationship.

[puppppppppy]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[drieddpetals]

(i feel like analyzing stuff again so here we go) kaz is smart because he knows people. he loves puzzles, loves locks, loves taking things apart to figure out how they work. he says in soc that you figure people out like you figure anything else out, by taking it apart. kaz is smart because he finds enough out about people to make assumptions.

he knows what people will do, and often times it leaves the ones being duped going "how did he do that? how did he know?" kaz never truely knows something will 100% happen, he's just assuming it will and is almost always right.

in the begining of soc, when the crows are breaking matthias out of hellgate, kaz assumes wrong, though. he knows that jesper has a reputation for being late, so he assumes that jesper will take to the task of releasing the animals like he will anything else he does, and be late doing it. he has, in some sense, taken jesper apart. he knows what jesper does, and he plans around this assumption, however ends up being wrong. nothing extremely consequential happens because of his assumption, but it proves that kaz will assume things with confidence.

a huge aspect to why kaz is so successful in his planning and overall schemes is because he knows how to make a good assumption. he has inej gathering him intel, which enables him to make such confident and correct guesses about how people will act.

one instance of kaz's assumptions being correct is the whole geels and 19 burstraat situation in the beginning of soc. when kaz threatens to burn down geels' lover's home, geels could have not cared, could have shot kaz right there, but he didn't. geels doesn't, and kaz continues very boldly facing him. why? because kaz knows how geels will act.

another instance is in ck when kaz kidnaps alys and uses her to get inej back. at this point, kaz knows how van eck will act. van eck has already duped kaz once, and i imagine after this one of the things kaz does to insure it never happens again is over analyzing and taking him apart. it works in this instance, because kaz has already seen how much van eck cares about a "worthy heir," and alys is literally holding that. kaz has taken van eck apart, and had figured him out enough to make a bold and correct act based on assumption.

all this to say, kaz thinks and thinks and thinks and is always thinking and picking everything apart, and that is the key to why he can get away with everything he does. and maybe one day his assumptions that make him so smart will fail him, and maybe one day they'll be fatally wrong.

[gracebethartacc]

NEW JASH DESIGNS WHO CHEERED

[fablexdreams]

I personally feel like it is not talked/written about enough how traumatizing and terrifying it must have been for John to learn about Abigail's pregnancy and see her in labor when his own mother died giving birth to him. I have no doubt his father probably held it over his head as well, considering the little we know about him. I've seen it brought up on occasion, but never fully delved into. I just love trying to dissect John as a character, and I feel this is a super important part of him and his story as a whole. (I am not saying that this in any way excuses the way he treats Abigail and Jack at the start of the second game, it doesn't, but I do think that it explains it.)

[ali3nboyfriend]

it is so hard being the only person in my group of friends who’s listened to the Magnus Archives. i’m literally god’s bravest soldier.

[blasphemousclaw]

for the record when I talk about characters like ranni or rykard and constantly emphasize their misdeeds it isn’t to like accuse them of moral wrongdoing, it’s because I’m interested in how as characters their personal experiences drive them to make drastic choices with far reaching consequences… and I even think there’s something cathartic about stories like that, like the idea that a character experiences suffering or frustration and externalizes their hurt by lashing outwards, causing real consequences for the world around them. it forces others to take their pain seriously in a very tangible way… idk that’s just something I resonate with in fiction

[funsize-cenobites]

Mihawk-Brain-Eating-Syndrome has seized me.

The post that started this whole train of thought came from @manofbeskar who's Mihawk thoughts, Mishanks heartwrenchers, and absolutely gorgeous art are so inspiring I feel chewing-on-the-doorframe feral every time I check their blog.

Mihawk has a complicated relationship with vivre cards. Yet despite all efforts at keeping the world and everyone in it at Yoru length he still manages to keep collecting bits of them.

Not many nowadays, its a rather intimate affair after all; to have someone give you a literal piece of their life so that you may always find them no matter where in the wide seas you may be. Assuring that you'll be the first to know should they leave that world entirely.

Far too intimate. It feels too obvious, too heavy handed, too much like handing him your heart and asking him to carry it. Such a thing is heavier than any blade and all the bloody deeds he can never truly wipe from the steel.

Its gentle and vulnerable and human. All the things Mihawk is convinced he could play at but never truly be again. But... I imagine at the start of his journey, maybe he was a touch more open. Perhaps accepting his first from a mentor as a parting of ways though he didn't yet have one of his own to offer in return.

Strange how a simple piece of card in his palm could feel like an open door. Always there, inviting him home. Always there, until it wasn't.

Mihawk will never forget the first time he felt one burning away into nothing in his hands. It went up so quick.. He had no idea it could take less than a minute to burn a home.

Then perhaps he found a crew, a more tangible place to nest and he suddenly had more vivre cards than he could tuck away on his person in a timely manner. Perhaps it became a ritual of sorts each morning, a part of his routine to tuck each one away. The captain, vice captain, and the rest of the specialists lining the inner band of his hat while the rest of the crew were individually squirreled away. A meditation, grounding and quiet. He would use it to remind himself of his role as the crew's swordsman, as their protector.

How could he forget the sharp sear of each individual card burning away, stuck close to his skin by waterlogged clothing as he dragged himself ashore gasping and choking on sea and blood and smoke. Having been left by marines that assumed he would drown because- perhaps pointed out by one that had deceived him, made Mihawk believe they were his friend to be led back to his family:

"No freak like that could exist without having eaten the devil's fruit."

How could he forget the embers escaping, dancing in the evening gloam like fireflies swarming around him? There were so many.. now there are none and gods he's been so empty since. How could such a small piece of paper take so much of him? To kill a man with a blade, even butchering him inelegantly, would be a greater mercy so long as he was dead.

Nowadays Mihawk knows better. Knows better than to trust or be trusted. That blades might chip and tarnish but they dont burn, never completely.

Yoru hums and sings in his hands as he wields her and she does not feel like home.. but she feels solid and eternal and cold. She will never burn. Her weight is bearable.

Impersonal.

Professional.

Yoru makes death an art in his hands. She is the brush not the paper, spattering fireflies over a night sky.

. . .

For years after, he kept far from others. Deciding to never get so close to anyone ever again. Safe in the knowledge he would never feel the burning sting of loss nor the cold cut of betrayal so acutely. Trust was a double edged blade, perhaps the only one he truly couldn't handle.

He was no protector.. so he wouldn't try to be.

Instead Mihawk would hunt. Chasing the marines mercilessly. Cutting a bloody path through their ranks and burning their fucking fortresses to the ground. At first they spoke of him as an insane lone swordsman, then a one man army, then a monster, a demon. The relentless yellow eyed freak that stalked the seas and nightmares of future vice admirals.

He systematically killed all those that harmed him. A shadow over the shore, a rogue wave swallowing their ships, a curse of vengeance come to reap. He destroyed all the records of his crew that he could get his hands on. If he must be cursed to slowly forget them over time, then the world government didnt deserve their memory either.

And so on it went for a time. Long enough for the hunt to lose its luster. Slaughtering sheep by the herd in search of a rare wolf.

Mihawk had almost forcibly forgotten about Vivre cards as a concept. His own remained untouched, never moving from where he hid it. He had no friends, no family, no nakama. Only a dwindling list of worthy foes to test himself against.

Until the day the king of pirates died. Until their golden age truly began.

Until he met Shanks, who held out a hand and asked him to step out of the monochrome past and into a thousand possible vibrant futures. Ones of lush reds and glittering golds, of polished onyx black and the purest, deepest blue.

.

"Here," Shanks said suddenly one night, holding out a small scrap of paper. The both of them were perched atop the ruins of a high sea wall on some remote island, enjoying the cold breeze from the north after a hard fought duel.

Mihawk, for all his composure, blanched. "What is that?" He knew and he did not take it.

"What do you think it is? Its a piece of my card." He said it so simply. Like it barely occured to him how precious such a thing was. Shanks didn't drop his arm, even as the silence stretched out between them.

"No."

"Come on, Takanome- Dont be like that! We're nak--"

"Rivals." He cut the younger man off abruptly. His chest felt too hot and too tight, burning and burning and, "We are rivals, Akagami."

Shanks must've been pouting, he could hear it in his voice, "Even more reason for you to take it. We could duel every day if you could always find me~ Come on.. Please? I want you to have it."

"...."

Hawkeyes glanced at his best friend rival and immediately regretted it. Shank's face was always full of so much hope, so much faith in... something.. It made Mihawk's heart catch in his throat every time to see those big earnest eyes staring at him almost as if, for a moment, it was faith in him.

"I don't know if I can give you mine.." He murmured. Shanks smiled soft, a little sad, and infuriatingly understanding without needing to know anything.

"I dont need it. I know you'll always find me." He pressed his heart, his home the scrap into Mihawk's palm and closed the swordsman's fingers over it. "And if I need to find you.. I'll just ask the wind."

[dlldior]

would y'all fw a critical essay analysing sebastian's character and his relationship with ciel

[trans-luis-serra-navarro]

I absolutely ADORE the fact that Luis’ name is Luis Serra because it is SO easy to make new words or puns out of it. Serrautism Serrhat Serrart Shoerra Serrawyer Serrology I could go on FOREVER

[lostinsaltburn]

Oliver & Farleigh Analysis

These two are so interesting to me. From the beginning I think Farleigh was intrigued by him. In the office with the Professor, it was like a little dance, who would take the lead. Farleigh obviously knew the way the world of Oxford worked - the way the world of money worked. Oliver it feels in this scene was genuinely displaced when he realized that his work ethic, his intellect didn't matter here. The little dance between them, each taking a step forward, sizing each other up. Farleigh was intrigued by the confidence Oliver had; someone yet to be broken and disappointed that even at a fine establishment of higher learning, intelligence didn't mean much, status and money like everywhere else was what mattered. Farleigh knew better how to wear that mask, how to merge into that crowd even though it feels like he is also wearing a mask, feeling like he's playing a character, like he's an imposter in that world but doesn't know how to be different or even if he wants to be.

As they spend more time together through Felix, Oliver suspects that maybe Farleigh sees the glimmer of similarity between them, the mirror between them that shows their identical intentions. That's why Oliver plays it the way he does with Farleigh, smart enough not to just cast him aside because he understands his opinions hold weight to the Catton's.

To me the sex scene between them is for sure a means to an end for Oliver, to get rid of a annoyance, a spanner in the works. But I also think it was done in an unconscious way to further assert his dominance. Like Farleigh and him are toe to toe the entire film. Always taking jabs at each other, always trying to win the metaphorical game that only they knew was being played. So I feel like the sex, yes the dominance during but also the simple fact that for all the hatred and straight dismissal that Farleigh has cast toward Oliver, still his resolves falls when it comes to sex. All convictions out the window, this disgust he's shown toward Oliver the entire film just doesn't mean anything when the chance to have an orgasm comes into play.

It's like a last fuck you to Farleigh, a real big middle finger, I WON THE GAME, because even if you find out what I did with the email, you still let your guard down, you let me win just to get your dick wet. HOW EMBARRASING. Strong willed, bitchy, better then all Farleigh lost a game to weird little stray Oliver because of SEX.

When Farleigh turns back up I think it's a damn surprise for Oliver and again another reminder that for all he think's he knows about this world he wants to be part of, he still knows so little. It's like an unspoken, you won round #1 but you won't win the game.

[jessamine-rose]

*lovingly tackles Aine*

Read my Yandere! Pierro longfics first ♪( ´▽｀)

Last week, my beloved mutual @ainescribe surprised me with Savior! Darling fan art and AHAI9232@2-!/! CRYING SCREAMING I WANT TO LOOK AT THIS ART AND WORSHIP YOUR VERSION OF SAVIOR THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BLESSING ME WITH YOUR ART—

*clears throat* Anyway, now that I finally have the time to properly sit down and comment on the fan art, I’ll do just that. Feedback will be in the tags and it will be unhinged. Once again, thank you so much to Aine for drawing this <3

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

People acting surprised when a morally grey character is actually morally grey 😲

THIS ….. i feel like a LOT of people consume media under the assumption that morally gray characters are characters who always perfectly tiptoe the line between black and white, and not…… characters who do horrible horrible things but still treat one single person with all the care in the world. or characters who are on the ’good’ side of the story and do good things while also being fully willing to cross any line they’re told to cross. and etc. morally gray characters are complex and can be anywhere on the morality spectrum except right at the very end of either side. they’re not a perfect shade of gray, they just aren’t completely black or completely white. sigh…….