#idk it's kind of like showing the monster in the light

[emma-d-klutz]

The Batman Who Laughs has the coolest name I sure wish I found him interesting in any way at all 

[moeblob]

OC again gomen ... (her name is Yuma)

[donutz]

Sebastian Solace x mute & transgender! reader

It's your first time meeting Sebastian, though.. Your kind soul warms his cold heart

— Sebastian doesn't have that much of a cold heart though so Idk where I was going with that one

Warning: Stitches and needles; Mentions of gashes; Sebastian warms up pretty quickly, I don't like it that much but hey🤷‍♀️; "Signing, looks, like, this".; There's tension, not sure if it's sexual but there's tension;

Speed walking through the halls, you constantly looked around you. Anxious for another monster to pop up. Especially those Squiddles… When it came to even darker rooms you jogged through, hating it when you had to search for a keycard.

You were injured, not too bad. Just a gash in your thigh.

*Good thing it couldn’t chop off anything..*

*I wish it got chopped off.*

It’s hard to breathe or really walk anywhere with your binding(If you do bind). After that ‘minor’ injury, you searched through the drawers and lockers, looking for a medkit. Since you found a flashlight earlier, it might be possible to find a medkit.

You look up at the door number, slightly aching your eyes. Immediately looking down at the ground, you repeat what you saw in your head.

‘Door 48’.

It hurts to blink, to walk. Limping your way into the next room. Expecting anything, except a flying vent grille.

“Got something for ya, come here”.

You jump, yipping in your head. You look around for any flashing lights or peering bright green eyes. Maybe even a squiddle? No, none of them.

“C’monnn, I got good things for you, my own shop.”

You physically quivered. Walking over to the vent, and exhaling while crawling through the tight space. Your wound opening up more.

Reaching the end of the vent, you look around, not seeing much. Until a comforting light turns on.

“Welcome, welcome”!

You jump. Bumping your head against the metal vent.

“Oh… You alright?”

Sebastian wasn’t sure why he said that. He just met you! Worrying about a human… Ridiculous.

You shake your head in response. Bumping your head hurt more than it normally would. You’re stressed, hurt, and scared. Not a great combo.

You look at him, signing, “You,speak, sign, language?”

Sebastian’s eyebrows(?) rose.

“Oh! Um”..

“No”. He accidentally signs.

You tilt your head, confused. 

“You.. Don’t”??

He lightly slaps his face. Realizing he said the wrong thing.

“No I do, kind of”.

“I, just, signed, the, wrong, thing”. He sighs.

You show a surprised look on your face. Though it’s not very visible through your darkened visor. You smile, happy that someone could finally understand you. Even if they weren’t really human.

“I’ll talk, though. If that’s.. Nevermind, my name is Sebastian.”

You finally crawl out of the vent, more comfortable now that you know he’s more kind than any other monster down here. Looking around it seems like this small area is a shop.

Oh wait, he said that earlier.

“If I’m correct, you’re… Instructors told you to grab a crystal and secure loose assets. Well as a trade, you give me the data and I give you useful items. It seems like you need a healing tool for that… Gash”.

It seems like you forgot all about that. Maybe it was because you were too focused on Sebastian.

“Well I do have a medkit for that, just 250 research will do the trick.”

Opening your bag, you check how much you have. Your bag pops up a holographic screen of the amount of data you’ve collected.

Around 1755 data.. That’s more than enough.

You walk over to his tail, picking up the medkit and setting it on the ground to collect the right amount of data for it. Maybe even adding an extra tip to give to Sebastian.

You hand him 300 research, smiling because of your appreciation for his kindness. He counts how much there are, his mouth scrunching from confusion.

“Hey— you.. Gave me extra. It’s only 250—”

“I, know”.

“I, just, wanted, to, give, you, extra. Because, of, how, kind, you’ve, been, to, me”.

It was as if your face was glowing within your gear. You’re a very kind human.

“... Why thank you”. But this isn’t a trick right? Urbanshade isn’t trying to make me all soft?

I’m not sure if I can trust this one.

You buy the flash beacon next, giving him the correct amount. Now you only have 1205 research left. Standing up, you hear a pop in your knees from crouching.

Sebastian visibly cringes from that sound, he isn’t very used to that sound. Not anymore.

Peering at the table, you spot a document. Sebastian looks away from you, looking at the light meters high.

You look at him, and he looks back at you. Side eyeing.

“Who’s, document, is, this”?

“That document is mine.. Urbanshade makes documents on every creature or prisoner they have. They probably even have one on you”.

You look back at the document, pondering.

“Is, this, for, sale”?

“Yes, for 1000 research of course”.

You’re surprised at that large amount of ‘money’, but it is reasonable. It’s not like you would want anybody reading a document about you for a small amount. Especially if you’re more of a private person.

“I’ll, buy, it”.

Sebastian’s mouth lightly gapes, “You really have that much”?

You giggle, nodding at him, finding his surprised look funny. You hand over the data, while Sebastian smiles. Mainly because he can use this against Urbanshade, but also because of you. You’re not really like any other human he’s seen or heard of. 

You’re a kind soul.

“I’ll have that ready for you when you’re at the surface”.

Smiling even wider, you step, putting a bit too much pressure on your right leg, causing a sharp pain to shoot throughout it.

You whimper, stepping closer to the wall to sit down. Right near the vent.

“Oh my, you really need that fixed don’t you”?

Nodding, you sigh.

“Do, you, know, how, to, stitch”?

He’s taken aback, it’s not like he thought you knew how to stitch an injury or something. It’s just because he might have to get close. Close to a human.

“I-.. Yes. I do”. He stuttered.

You notice his visible discomfort and worriedly sign, “You, don’t, have, to, if, you, don’t, want, to. I, see, that, you’ve, gone, through, enough, already”.

“When, it, comes, to, humans.” 

He gasps, staying silent as he takes in what you signed. Yes, he has been through enough when it comes through humans.

But you’re different.

“No it’s fine r-really! I’ll stitch it up for you”. He's still not sure why he's acting like this.

He bends down to your height, being careful with his tail. He’d let you rest against it but… Maybe that’s too far.

A few seconds later, he has the smaller needles and thread carefully sat  between his larger claws.

It’s quiet, minus the low ringing of the lights, and the slight swoosh of the fan.

“Okay uhm.. Deep.. Breaths…”

Inhale

He sticks the small needle through your skin, flinching at the feeling. Though it wasn’t too bad.. Just a hard pinch.

Exhaleee….

You might as well fall asleep because of the earlier adrenaline. And god. That hurt. Nevermind a hard pinch, that felt like getting— Ughh. I don’t even want to describe it.

You throw your head back looking up at the heightened ceiling.

… Do you think that’s where Sebastian crawled from?

Like maybe in a vent or something..?

… Sorry—

Pinch!

You grab his sleeve.

“I’m sorry alright! I don’t mean to—” He looks at you. Letting out a sigh.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. I’m just…” He inhaled.

Looking at him, “Stressed”? You signed.

Scrunching his eyes, glad you know what he’s feeling. 

Exhaling, “Yeah. Stressed”.

“It’s, okay. I, don’t, mind. I’m, not, the, one, stitching, after, all”. You let out a small laugh. So does he.

“.. Thank you”.

He loops through 3 more times, just one more loop left. During the three loops, you were holding his hand. Warming it up, warm blooded and cold blooded.

Literally and mentally.

“Alright just one more left and we’re done”.

Finally.

Going through the last loop, he tightens the stitches, holding your hand tighter now that he’s finishes his work.

You observe it, astonished at the fine service.

Looking up at him, smiling, you sign, “Thank, you”.

“S, E, B, A, S, T, I, A, N”.

“You’re.. Welcome”...

You slowly start to lose your vision, falling to your right, which leads to Sebastian catching your body with his tail.

“O- Oh”...

I did a different writing style on purpose, I think. Idk I wanted to sound like a professional writer on A03.

[monstersflashlight]

Hello! ^^ Could I please have a teeny tiny smutty request? Idk if it's monster fuckery if the "monster" is an apparation, but I like horror smut/romance and realized I find very attractive freakishly tall uncanny beings in wide-brimmed hats (Lady D counts too, but she's less creepy and more violent) Especially if they are creepy muhehe. Acting with gentleness that just feels not right. Well, here I wrote some little opening to get the vibe? (I'm a little embarrassed to write anything nsfw qwq) The feeling when you are walking home and have your usual paranoia that someone is watching or following you. For the last few days you've even been seeing something white between the trees in the forest across your house. Or in your windows at night. You shrug it off as a pole or light oddly reflecting. You need stronger glasses anyways, so it can be anything when it's so far. But when you've went to sleep you let your balcony open to let fresh night breeze in. Sadly, not only breeze went in. You heard the door sliding and opened your eyes. Your blood froze and scream died in your throat in pure paralyzing fear. You expected a robber and would use pepper spray you keep on your nightstand. But it's not. The giant figure clad in white is bent forward and in it's knees too to even fit in the room that's was not built for someone like it. It's head isn't moving in sync with it's body, keeping it turned your way while a gentle smile appears on it's face. Such a contrast to it's eyes that glow with malicious intent and too long arms reaching towards your paralyzed form.

Hi! I think this would be great as a demon, like sleep paralysis demon kinda thing, hope that works! <3

Fem!sleep paralysis demon x gn!reader || tw: heavy dub-con

You stare at her as she approaches, her smile is soft but uncanny, you feel your whole body shiver at her look. But you can't move. She keeps walking towards you, the contrast of her eyes and her smile creeps you out to the point of anguish, but there's something else... Heat travelling down your body that excited you in the most unexpected way. Heat pooling in your lower abdomen as you get... aroused? Your brain is kind of fucked up, but you are definitely feeling something else besides fear at that point. Her smile gets bigger, creepier, too many teeth showing and way too sharp. But you can't look away.

You think you hear her talk, but her lips don't move. But you know she told you not to be afraid, not to be worried... She's not going to inflict any pain. You don't know why, but you know she's telling the truth. She looks scary, and you might be minutes away from peeing yourself in fear, but something about her tells you it's okay. Whatever she's going to do, it's okay. You are okay.

The first contact of her way too long fingers against your frozen body is like an electric shock, makes your body arch and your eyes roll back into your head, you open your mouth in a silent scream as she laughs creepily. Another shiver runs down your spine at that sound, a tear softly running down your cheek as she lowers her body over yours.

She touches you all over, so much and in so many places at once that you can't process all the sensations at once. Your nipples, your neck... Every erogenous zone in your body is pressed and caressed at the same time as her face floats over yours, her eyes pinning you down without any force, her smile getting so big you think she could open her mouth and swallow you whole. But she doesn't talk again. She caresses your body, touches your every cell... And you lay there unable to move, being forced to enjoy whatever she's doing to you.

You wake up with a shout, your body shaking with the aftershocks of an orgasm and completely alone. Instead of being scared, you can't stop thinking how to make her appear again.

[queenpiranhadon]

Okay so this was based off of a random convo I had w/ someone (I'll tag them later) -

Surviving the apocalypse with Katsuki Bakugou.

With the quirks becoming more and more powerful with each generation - society simply wasn't equipped enough to deal with the quirk mutation that was unleashed to the world - the disease spreading and eventually not only cancelling out other quirks but also infecting those within a certain distance of them. Any one who's skin between the collarbones was touched by one of these...zombies, would be affected immediately.

The world didn't truly take it seriously at first, knowing it was in an area far away that didn't concern them - until the numbers kept growing, and growing.

Eventually they came knocking to the gates of UA.

The alarms sounding, everything around you washed in a red light of chaos and destruction, your heart pounding far to fast to comprehend the muscled arm that yanked you away.

It was your third year - you and Bakugou had actually started dating a few months before all of this happened.

The blonde tugged your frozen form out of the classroom and up the stairs, onto the roof.

Already he could feel his quirk dwindling - he was well informed of the effects of these "zombies", and thus he was already formulating a plan.

Using his quirk, he blasts the two of you off the roof, carrying you in his arms and you let out a strangled cry, zombies closing in on the building with your friends inside.

But it was too late.

Katsuki's quirk finally ebbed away, and the two of you land on the roof of his house harshly.

The two of you lived there for a few months, until the nearby convenience stores were completely empty and void of food.

Packing up your things, the two of you leave, wandering for days - hiding from the monsters that prowled the streets and staying awake during sleepless nights.

The guilt that ate away at you never stopped though. Why couldn't you do anything?! You never told Katsuki, but the last thing you saw before slipping up to the roof, was a friend of yours, Hanta Sero, eyes wide in terror as he transforms before your eyes, hand outstretched and his mouth trying to form the words "help"

But you couldn't. And he was gone.

The guilt made you change too. You rarely spoke now, and if you did, it was in quiet whispers. Your heart numb every time you thought about what your life would be like, if not for how the world ended.

You weren't the only one who changed, though.

Katsuki got angrier, and more protective. He felt his heart break piece by piece, as you shut down - he was frustrated, not with you, but himself. Frustrated that he couldn't protect you from your own mind, from the horrors you go through in your head. He saw your pain and he felt it too, but he couldn't show it.

He had to be strong, for you.

He knew you were still you, he knew you still loved him, that you were still the kind hearted person he met and fell in love with.

He saw it in the way you cleaned him up and tenderly wrapped his wounds with bandages. He saw it in the way you would cry in relief when he came home from venturing out to get food. He saw it in your eyes, the fierce intensity of stabbing a blade into a zombie's neck whenever they caught him off guard.

He knew you loved him.

And he loved you too.

And hopefully, with that love, he could get the rest of you back too.

A/N: I imagine the two of you have matching necklaces and the necklaces have your initials on them - the charms rest on top of the skin in between your collarbones, like your love is protecting you or something idk I think it's sweet. Or if like you meet up with other survivors and you're just sleeping with your head don his lap while he's looking down at you lovingly and stroking your hair - and the others can see just how much he loves you... god this man 😫

[oct0bra1ns]

Just did my nails and in the hour it took I thought of this so do with it as u please

I don’t know if you’ve ever done anything like this

But like any type of yandere monster recreating your house/ room perfectly and then bringing you there and their super happy bout it and like ‘look what I made! Don’t you just love it? 😊😊”

like a demon? Omgmgmg or some hot vers of boogie man

idk tbh I have a lot of ideas I’m just trying to give u som of my mind

like summoning a demon bc why not? A bitch was bored 🌝 and it’s all scary and shit and you’re just totally chill, “hey man, didn’t mean to summon you- you wanna just like? I don’t know…go back to hell?” And the demon is obv offended

so it follows u around menacingly and yeah

ur his now ❤️

anyways do with this as u please 💕💕 I love ur writing sm btw, I hope the food u eat always taste good and yr pillows are cold on both sides!

Pairing: Yandere Monster x reader Tw: manipulation, mentions of bringing harm to others , yanderes, notes: big brain, the best ideas always come when you're doing your nails tbh and THANK YOU, I HOPE THE YEAR GOES AMAZING FOR YOU. reblogs and comments are appreciated!

CONSIDER, the monster had already been admiring you for a while now, taking note of the style you wear, the food you eat, and trying to find what kind of house you'd like so all these things could add up as a plus point when you finally summon him.

Yandere monster who wastes no time in trying to get you to come home with him but the moment you ask him to go back sheepishly, he gives you such an offended looking, asking you what he lacks for you to try to send him away.

Eventually, he gets you to let him stay, allowing to choose whether you want to stay here or go back with him, either way, he'd making sure you lack nothing and are well looked after. He takes pride in knowing your tastes and admires the way your face lights up when you see what he's done for you.

If you choose to stay here, he changes his appearance to fit the standards of the humans whenever outside but in the house, he has no problem flaunting the markings on his skin and horns. To fit in, he uses his influence and power to build up a company from the ground, one where signing a contract with him means selling your soul for success.

He isn't concerned with competition, all he cares about his making sure you're well taken care of but do not mistake this for him being laid back, he's always at your side at parties or anyplace you go to keep other pests away from you, any idiot who dares to approach you will become bankrupt and deal with many things they've been trying to hide or they will be caught in an unfortunate accident.

If you choose to go back to his realm, the way your spoiled only amps up, being from one of the most influential families back home, you've basically become royalty. Of course, his people are not so accepting at first but seeing as he ranks way over them, they keep quiet, his family on the other hand will adore you, admiring the chaos you bring along with being their son's partner.

Always at his side in every event, not as an object to be admired but as his partner and equal and anyone who tries to approach him about how you make an excellent pet will be made an example of what not to do.

Loves picking out clothes for you that are from his realm, tailoring them to fit you perfectly and making sure that above anything else, you love the way it looks.

Any freedom you had back in the world is basically gone in his world, the people here are horrible, you never know when they'll decide to change their mind and try to show off.

octo notes:hmm, thinking of naming him deimos :p

[kingscourthouse]

hold up i NEED to know more about your Xisuma Views thing.... I just saw the art with Joel and i'm obsessed

Well it's just how it sounds, it's Xisuma's view of the world. Unlike other players, he can't see the layers they have to hide.

Lemme put it like this. You're making a minecraft skin and have your second layer, yeah? That's their base layer. And then there's a second layer that's more heavily concealing.

Xisuma isn't from minecraft and his code is glitched, so not only do layers not work for him, but he can't see the layers either. Some people use only base layers to hide "actual forms" if they have one, and others use a second layer to hide scars or parts of their body that don't need a heavy cover.

So Xisuma sees people in a bit of a weird way. He thinks how he sees people is how everyone sees eachother. He sees their true character.

Skizz is a really nice guy. He's always looking out for people, tries to be there for someone, some people say he acts like an angel.

And so Xisuma never questions it. He sees Skizz as an angel, other people supposedly see him as an angel. Skizz is just an angel, why would anyone see anything else? It's just Skizz.

Though the Skizz people actually see is his layers with the torn suit and brown hair. The layers also affect his interactions with people too. If he's around Skizz, he tends to squint alot or avoid looking in his direction if he's not in his armour. Skizz is blinding to Xisuma, so he has trouble looking at him. Though Skizz does have features, but he's too bright to see any of them.

Xisuma also has a type of layer as well, but it's not on him. He's too broken in the games code (that's a whole 'nother can of worms) for him to use layers. So what does he do? He adds a layer to everyone else.

Xisuma doesn't leave hermitcraft too often, so everyone outside it will see what he really looks like. In the server though? Everyone has a layer that covers Xisuma from their eyes. He's lucky his admin panel isn't from minecraft or else he'd be screwed.

What's fun with Xisuma seeing people's real forms is that (in my au at least) he's kind of a grey character. If there's ever a fight or spat between hermits, he can have trouble taking sides. Not all Hermits are angelic or aliens like Skizz and Joel. There's hermits who are monsters and beings who do or did bad things in the past. Not all Hermits talk about those things.

He can get better insights to people's decisions or just things about them. Joel has a habit to make things around bright areas or access to a lot of light. Maybe because he's made of it. Skizz only ever keeps one pair of elytra. Maybe because he's missing his second pair of wings that can't glow anymore.

He can see people for who they were. Keralis is an eyesore (literally) and can hurt to look at. Grian has too many evenly split scars across his body and Xisuma knows what's behind them. Doc isn't a creeper.

There's a lot to Xisuma's View thing and I do wanna eventually start drawing how everyone looks to him, but I'm indecisive and don't know where to start. So idk maybe I'll open ask box for hermit requests. Can be interactions between Xisuma and specific hermits (both ones seen and not) or it can just be their design.

Idk but feel free to ask about them, I have designs for every hermit, empires member and even everyone in the life series. So he's got plenty of people to show you.

[northstarscowboyhat]

What would happen say if clover venture into dr alphys lab and by sum strang way got turn into a monster child.

Idk what type but from the western movies they use a lot of coyotes. So maybe clover a coyotes monster. Or maybe a wolf ? Or maybe a fox monster like creoba?

Idk but my Question is.

How would starlo and creoba react if there human son had become a monster child like the other monster in the underground?

Oh gosh, I suppose it depends on the mood of their transformation. Silly little science/magic experiment that will wear off in 24 hours? Probably mostly light hearted fun and awe over what Clover would look like as a monster. Serious, irreversible change to Clover's biology and body? Those lab doors are being busted down and fists and bullets will be flying.

Either way, I feel like they'd be really freaked out by Clover becoming a monster. That's their funny little human baby, not their funny little monster baby! Not that they'd shame or reject Clover for it, of course. But it would be a big adjustment. Even if Clover wouldn't have to hide from other monsters, Starlo and Ceroba would have to think up a cover story for why they just "randomly" have a 13 year old monster child now.

Gotta say, though, Clover as a coyote? 10/10. Cutest idea ever. So much so that I kind of had to doodle it~

I don't think I captured "coyote" energy as much as "generic dog" energy, need to work on my canines, but I couldn't resist the idea of a clover-based coyote monster! Flats under cut to show off the design better.

Tried to keep a mix of clovers and dog attributes to hopefully fit in with the creative monster designs of Undertale. If I were to seriously sit down and design a monster form for them, I'd be a lot more critical of my design choices and do more passes. But hopefully this works as a one off doodle!

[oh-no-its-bird]

Spinning around in a chair consumed with thoughts about the magical girl Izuna AU, specifically about what cool patron gods the others could use as sponsors if they got hit with the magical girl beam. + What would happen after the 'season 1' phase of the story

So, Susanoo, little brother of Amaterasu, hears that Kaguya has gotten free.

He decides that yk what? Time to fuck with the big sister. Kaguya got sealed away for reasons anyways, so why shouldn't he at least make jokes about putting her back where she came from?

Meanwhile Amaterasu is busy yelling at Kaguya for hours then making out with her for even longer as Izuna stares in horror. (Tobirama does not give a shit, he got both of his brothers back at this point and could not be happier. As far as he considers, he's retired. His contract with Kaguya is half broken right now anyways)

So now lets fully shift gears away from Tobirama and Izuna's seeming end of the adventure, and turn to Madara's POV

So Susanoo finds Madara, whos a) compatible with his power via being one of Amaterasu's children. And b) The reincarnation of one of the original guys who sealed Kaguya away.

Perfect match!!

idk how he convinces him to help exactly, maybe Susanoo spins a bit of a story, maybe he pokes at and reawakens the parts of his soul with a grudge against Kaguya, maybe he, like Kaguya, offers him a wish-- Im undecided.

Long story short though, magical girl Madara with Susanoo as his sponsor

Somehow Hashirama finds out, and not one to leave his best friend to his task alone, now gets to join him in the adventure as the powerless backup!! Im such a sucker for that trope.

Susanoo does spend an especially long time squinting at Hashirama before saying something about he has surprisingly strong ties to the earth. Strong enough that he might be able to actually handle a contract with some sort of nature kami -- but only if he can find one willing to offer him their power.

Shrine maiden Mito makes a come back to help back them both up with some cool priest magic. Her ancestor helped to seal Kaguya away with Hashirama and Madara's past incarnation, and theres little clues that can help piece together their past lives and powers littered around her family shrine.

The story dives a bit into Madara and Hashirama learning about their past life. Before, they were able to avoid the karma (good and bad) theyd earned in that life via being ignorant to it. But now that they not only know about their past lives but have now interacted with the gods again (thanks Susanoo, really) they're getting regularly harassed by spirits and minor gods for an array of reasons. Past crimes, bets they lost and deals they forgot or werent able to fuffil,

Thanks Susanoo, really. Really.

So anyways, Susanoo kind of forgot the original reason he contracted Madara (he just got distracted having too much fun watch him be harassed by spirits)

But one day Tobirama shows up in costume while Madara is struggling, figuring hed help.

(Its important to note that just like before, unless you see the magical girl transformation in real time with your own two eyes, they're all prevented from recognizing/remembering each others faces when in costume. )

Susanoo is like "OH FUCK RIGHT!!" and starts yelling at Madara to like fuffill his destiny and punch out this guys lights

Madara is like ???? he helped me tho ???? but Susanoo points at the big glowing "I only gave you this contract so you could fight Kaguya and if you pull out now Ill leave you alone without the powers to fight off all these spirits who keep trying to eat you" sign

And Madara is like fuck and just goes for it

Tobirama does not appreciate his help being returned like this.

Quick interlude about Tobirama's situation:

So, last time we saw him, Tobirama was risking a full transformation into a moon monster. So why is he seemingly ok using Kaguya's powers now?

The answer is that its because hes stopped giving out contracts on Kaguya's behalf. He can handle Kaguya's power, just in small amounts. Though it still does sometimes cause some discomfort. At his lowest point he was basically acting like a battery for all the power Kaguya couldnt hold bc of how she was sealed. There was way too much power there for any mortal to hold, its honestly a miracle he survied. But now Kaguya is fully free and Tobirama barley even uses her power. (Why would he? He got what he wanted from it, his brothers)

He still has the contract with her because keeping it in place is what keeps his brothers alive. He cant break that without killing his brothers too, but he doesnt mind. Kaguya isnt that bad-- Even tho having Kaguya around means Amaterasu (and thus Izuna) is around too.

Anyways, Tobirama at his strongest is stronger than Izuna (he did kind of win that final battle in releasing Kaguya), but also risks going insane and or exploding from the weight of Kaguya's power. Even if he recovers after, the more times he uses that kind of power, even once, the more he risks long term damage. He now purposefully only uses power in small amounts to avoid that risk. Take that as you will

Alright back to the story;

So. Tobirama and Madara are fighting now. Madara does not want to fight but Susanoo is pretty much blackmailing him at this point and also cheering on loudly from the inside of Madara's head.

Tobirama meanwhile is very down to kick the ass of the apparent jackass who decided to take a swing at him after he went well out of his way to help him out. Also at this point hes a lot more experienced than Madara when it comes to fighting other magical girls, so.

Yeah. Madara gets his ass beat. Not too bad, but like, enough.

He kind of thinks he deserved it too, hes really embarrassed about it. He has MANNERS. Hed never DO this to someone who just fucking SAVED him. And they're the first other actual fr magical girl hes ever met !!!

Madara has his head in his hands in fucking agony rn, Susanoo why would you DO THIS TO HIM???

Tobirama stomps off to go tell Izuna about a seemingly weirdly prone to violence magical girl in town (Izuna, when told that Madara punched Tobirama in the face out of nowhere, quietly mumbles *damn I wish that were me.* Then gets his ponytail yanked on angrily)

(Amaterasu and Kaguya are actually mildly concerned, if only bc another magical girl = another kami physically present in town)

Madara slinks home to tell Hashirama the bad news about possibly having just made an enemy out of whatever community of magical girls apparently exists in town (and its to note that neither of them actually realized they were AROUND)

And then Susanoo drops the "oh yeah that guy was contracted by Kaguya btw so like youre going to either have to kill him or go through him and seal his deity if u wanna fulfill our deal ;)"

Madara: *agonized noises*

Well! At least the moon rabbit contractor isnt someone Madara and Hashirama actually know! Haha thatd suck. That would really, really suck.

So, with Madara's karma pulling in all sorts of spirits, minor gods and monsters to town, we return back to that 'villain/monster of the week' schedule

Meanwhile Izuna and Tobirama are getting pissed at whatever the fuck is attracting all these spookies into town. They thought they were going to get to be retired!!! What the fuck is this!!!!!! Somehow they're able to figure out all these monsters are being attracted by the pull of the new magical girl in town, who keep trying to start shit with Tobirama for seemingly no reason.

In one of those fun 'oh no my friend is in trouble and its all on me to save him!!!' moments, Hashirama manages to find and convince some earth kami to contract with him and join Madara in his fight. He cant just let Madara fight alone! And it may mean inviting the bad karma of his past life to haunt him, but so what? Hed do anything to help out his friend!

(and now there are TWO magnets for spirits gods and monsters to attract them into town, oops)

SO THEN !! With another fun funky turn in the story we enter an arc thats basically the most painful series of miscommunications and secret identities ever. Where Madara, Hashirama and Mito team up to fight against Tobirama and Izuna.

Only none of them realize who the fuck the other is.

Oh ?? Whats that ???? You thought I forgot about Touka and Hikaku?????? WRONG

While Madara and Hashirama fight with Izuna and Tobirama, shrine maiden Mito finds herself faced with two seemingly normal people, just like her. Only not exactly.

Hikaku is still armed with that kendo sword blessed by Amaterasu from the last final battle between Izuna and Tobirama, and now hes had plenty of time to learn how to use it. Sun sword time !!!

Meanwhile Touka has been practicing balancing more of Kaguya's power via a contract through Tobirama. With time, effort, and Tobirama's help, shes able to do some like cool partial transformation into a moon-monster or smthn. Maybe she gets a cool glowy arm?? I really dont know but something like that

I'm actually really into how they continue to contrast eachother. Like, Hikaku's sword contains the purifying light of Amaterasu's sun, which is what's used to chase out Kaguya's power. And Touka is filled with that same barley managed corruptive power of Kaguya's. It's neat! It'd also make sense from a tactical standpoint to pair them up together to fight. If the power gets to be too much for Touka and she starts to loose herself, Hikaku can give her a whack and hopefully help bring her back to reality.

Anyways, while the magical girls cant recognize eachother or be recognized, and Mito might have some fun seal to use to hide her own identity in a similar way, Hikaku and Touka dont!

Maybe they go into the fight without disguising themselves as like an accidental oversight on their part (too used to the protections Tobirama and Izuna have to consider themselves) or maybe they use basic masks, I dunno

Either way, trying to disguise themselves or no, I dont think Madara and Hashirama will fail to recognize their cousins.

Queue another "oh god I know their secret identity but they dont know mine and its !! someone !!! I know !!!!!!!" (can you tell I like this kind of agony because I do)

Well. At least the magical girls arent people they know !!! hahahahahahha. Yeah.

Back to Tobirama and Izuna's POV;

So, you might have realized it by now. But Tobirama's contract with Kaguya is what keeps his brothers alive. In other words, if Kaguya is sealed again, they will instantly die!

Yeah !!! So theres that !!!!

Even if Tobirama and Izuna werent friends, which they kind of are now (and maybe they should also kiss that would be neat) Even if Amaterasu wasnt really pissed and constantly yelling about the gall of some upstart nobodies coming into HER town and putting HER girlfriend back into the moon. Even if Izuna hadn't been interacting a bit more with the revived senju brothers--

Well, Izuna would still be helping Tobirama here. Hes not going to just let Itama and Kwarama die.

So yeah, safe to say that these guys are motivated and out for blood.

Good news Susanoo, you no longer have to worry about goading Madara into attacking first!! Izuna and Tobirama are out for his fucking head!!!

Anyways; No matter how it ends I dont think Susanoo especially actually cares about sealing Kaguya away fr. He really just came to fuck with Amaterasu, and then stayed to watch Madara flail as hes harassed by his past lifes karma.

because I dont want to see Kawarama and Itama fucking dead, Im gonna say Izuna and Tobirama will probably win this one around. Susanoo grumbles about loosing but then Amaterasu spots him and starts screaming directly into his ear

There is however a very fun ending out there where Madara and Hashirama win; In the process managing to make Tobirama go fully insane in his attempt to fight them with too much of Kaguya's power; killing both Itama and Kawarama; Putting Izuna in a coma; Leaving Touka now struggling with the moons power stuck in her without Tobirama to help regulate it; And leaving Hikaku with an arm now unable to ever hold his sword properly again.

Fun times!!

Season 3 after the bad ending is actually Touka and Hikaku picking up the pieces and trying to find a way to fix it all as Madara and Hashirama struggle to comprehend what they've unknowingly done to their own families.

Idk, I'll think about it later

[blacklegsanjiii]

I keep cutting your name out cuz you're hiding literal gold in the tags and idk if u wanna be named so please feel free to actually just dump on the post. Oh my fucking gods this so good.

Sanji has definitely stolen Crocodile's hook and left a note with Doffy's new number and Xs and Os on it. He's probably tried to light Boa Hancock on fire to see what would happen. Sanji has definitely stuck at least four variations "blow me/glow me" signs on Kizaru. He has definitely offered to give Aokiji a lobotomy cuz of his ice powers he, in Sanji's coced out brain of his, has to have an ice pick on him at all times.

Mihawk showing up to the Baratie before the Strawhat crew and is talking to Sanji and asks him if he has a twin and Sanji is just like "nah, I got three brothers and they're mutants in Germa, your usual wine?" And Mihawk is just trying to deal with that information when he watches Sanji do like five lines after he gets his wine. This fucking kid that used to call him 'bloodsucker' and has propositioned at least every warlord but Croc. Mihawk probably almost took him up on it til he found out how old Sanji was. Mihawk distinctly remembers one warlord party where Sanji managed to convince Moria to let him tattoo him with a seastone needle and it was a fucking artfully done dick that Mihawk actually complimented Sanji on it and he goes "thanks, if they were bad Doffy and the others would beat the shit out of me." And Mihawk is reeling that that is somehow a priority for a man who runs most auction houses and is working on creating artificial devil fruits and shit but is somehow so on point that he actually asks Crocodile if he has any interest in taking Sanji in and Crocodile is like "no, he's a monster, he's a mini Doffy."

Sanji is definitely more suave and put together at 21 but he is just as drugged up as he was and smokes like a fucking chimney if not like Centralia Pennsylvania. Jinbei joining the crew after Fishman Island is just staring Sanji with such concentration. Sanji looks at him and is like "so is the Fishman two dick thing true or????" And Jinbei fucking laughs so hard he can't function. Sanji is like "hey, no one ever took me up on the shit I offered in Warlord meetings" and Jinbei is like "you were a child! You're still a child to me! We aren't doing anything!" And Sanji sticks his fucking tongue out at him.

Law finding out Sanji is Doffy's kind of son when he rescues Sanji during his fight with Doffy and then not being able to find out more about it until fucking Wano when he also finds out Sanji is Stealth Black and has coce on him? He's sold for this blond traumatised man. They're talking and doing lines and everyone is like "are they okay???" And Jinbei is like "ah, so Sanji did not mention his time being Doflamingo's son and trying to proposition men twice his age and height some times, the dick he put on Gecko Moria is still one of the best tattoos I've ever seen" and Robin is like "you should have seen Alabasta when Sanji said he was coming with friends" and Jinbei loses it again.

[rexspersonalhell]

This tweet that is circulating around my dash has inspired me

One Piece Epic AU shit

SPOILERS FOR EPIC MUSICAL AND THE STORY I THINK?

So I made this like a list and some rambling

Sorry for misspelling, typed on my phone and I dont care that much for misspelling.

Also please add on what you think and what you would cast

Ares: Zoro

Aphrodite: Sanji

Hera: Robin

Apollo: Luffy, taking the part of apollo where he is the god of the sun and light, music and dancing, and healing in to account. His punches could count as archery in a sense 🤔

Hephaestus: Franky

Zeus: idk

Athena: okay, hear me out- Corazon.

He is shown to be smart in combat, it would make sense for him to be able to plan as well with his history of growing up with a marine admiral and then being with his brother’s crew. He is a hard-ass and sweet, he cares but also doesnt want kids to die doing stupid shit.

Though with the whole, Athena telling Odysseus to leave no mercy and to kill, that is a little out of character but I can picture it being a situation where it was what he was taught by the marines.

Odysseus: Law

Okay, this is not only because I wanted Athena as Corazon but because he just fits in my mind. He wants to be strong and meets Corazon. Wins his challenge and tricks him. He learns under him as he grows up and then goes to war, where he is forced to act due to a different god’s will.

He sails home with his crew and friends after they won the war, tries to show mercy as he tries to save the lives of those around him but it fails and he slips into the mind that he has to be the monster to keep his crew alive.

Now I have no idea who Penelope will be since idk who the hell he would marry and have a child with.

Polities will be Penguin since I hc he is more softer while Eurylochos will be Sachi since I hc he is the more tough one in a sense. With one gone they cant function as well.

I kind of want to make Poseidon, Doflamingo just for drama but he doesnt fit him as well. I mean, he is the god of the SEA, doffy cant be touched by water. The two of them care for their family in a twisted way but I dont think its actually that similar.

Posiden in the musical talks about how Odysseus shoulve killed his son instead of leaving him alive, basically saying that if he hadnt kept him alive then none of this wouldve happened since he wouldve never been told by his hurt son who injuried him.

While Doffy would find out who hurt his family, they were hurt and he will find out.

Thats about the extent of my rambling goes.

[forwhump]

a/n; I’m back !! (sorry if you hate me & you didn’t want me to come back)

I’m back w something a little different this time & that is : point’s pov ! I wasn’t gonna post any of his stuff (there’s a lot)(there’s a lot of everything as a matter of fact) until I was posting more towards the end stuff but I figured he’s just FUCKED in this one & that’s a lot of fun so what the hell <3

tw/cw: captivity, forced imprisonment, psychological torture, mentions of rape, mentions of noncon, misgendering, transphobia, mentions of forced impregnation, mentions of execution, self harm, dehumanization

living weapon whumpee, military whump, creepy whumper (I think he’s creepy idk he’s just fucked)

The lowermost corridor has always reminded Point of something from a horror movie. He’s always loved it.

It had been constructed haphazardly, carved crudely out of rock. It extends for the better part of a mile, hardly lit and only then with flickering orange fluorescence. It’s cold as all hell. Point is always preceded by clouds of his breath. The weight of his boots make his footsteps echo, loud and ominous.

There’s a single cell carved into the wall at the very end. It’s closed with rusted bars, and it’s gimmicky. The bars are for show. The cell doesn’t even need to be closed, but the bars are there for the same reason there’s no light, no heat, not one other person. The same reason the ceiling of the cell was carved lower than anywhere in the corridor, and the inside of it was fitted with hooks and chains bolted into the floors and the walls and the ceilings.

Only one freak is ever kept in the lowermost level. It was constructed particularly for him.

For whatever reason, he was allowed to kneel this time, which is generous. He’s kneeling in the centre of the dark cell, arms splayed, shackled to the walls on either side of him. His throat is shackled both to the wall behind him and the floor and front of him. He looks up at Point with unmistakable hatred and Point couldn’t keep himself from grinning if it was his job.

He’d been gagged, at least, a bite bar, a small mercy Point would never admit to. He knows how to keep the freak under control, but he’d be lying if he said he enjoyed his time in biting distance. Too many of his own men had lost their lives to those teeth.

“Hey, big guy,” Point greets. “How’s it hanging?”

The freak’s lips pull back from his teeth in a snarl. He’s such an ugly creature. Hideous, Point would go so far as to say, and he would mean it. He’s a freak. He’s a monster. He looks it every bit, too, just as he’s meant to, a weapon designed to instill fear in every sense. He’s massive, patchwork, raised scars and ruined flesh, nothing human about him. Unnatural, inky hair. He’s disgusting, really, in a genuinely stomach churning, shock factor way.

The girl really loves him. It’s never made any fuckin’ sense to Point — it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth, in fact — but he knows it’s true. Somehow, the girl loves this.

It always makes the least sense when Point is looking at him directly. Kneeling in the dark, shackled by the throat, hair like a leaking shadow and a face like broken glass. The girl is beautiful; sometimes she gets a bit thin, sometimes a little filthy, and she’d hacked off her tits before Point had gotten his hands on her, which keeps her from perfect, but she’s beautiful. She’s beautiful in that really pale, white haired, porcelain doll kind of way. She’s a young thing and she looks even younger. She’s got a really delicate, sort of vulnerable thing about her, and she has a whore’s mouth, so she’s probably about as close to perfect as she can get. But for some reason, for reasons Point doesn’t think he’ll ever understand, she’s in love with Frankenstein’s monster.

Girls are weird. Point’s been married for seven years and he isn’t any closer to understanding women than he was at thirteen.

It makes him hate this fucking thing. He likes fighting the girl, and she’s beautiful when she cries. She’s beautiful when she begs him to stop. But she’s also beautiful when she’s drugged out of her mind and he can convince her to moan his name, and it makes something under his skin boil that this ugly sack of shit gets to hear her moan his name, too? For nothing. And she loves him? It makes him sick.

He sucls his teeth, and the rattle of the chains echoes eerily through the cell as the freak inhales, seething.

“We don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet,” Point tells him finally, “so don’t get your hopes up. You’ve really started to become a pain in the ass, asset, so you should be lucky you’re here and we aren’t choosing to put you down. No,” he says, and reaches for his belt, “actually, I brought you something.”

A pair of panties. The girlish kind, cotton, white and dotted with little pink hearts. He’d been keeping them snug against his junk, but he fishes them free to make sure the freak can see exactly what he’s holding. “And a friendly reminder, that the whole time you’re down here,” he explains, for posterity, “I’m fucking her.”

The chains rattle a little more severely, echoes a little more creepily, and Point grins. If he weren’t such a helpless bastard, the freak would be one scary motherfucker.

Point flicks the panties into his face and says, “the whole time. Constantly. The only time I’m not inside her, in some way, is when I’m here with you. Gloating.”

The freak lunges and the iron pulls around his throat. He emits an involuntary sound, the whine of a dog.

“Dog fighting,” Point realizes, and snaps, pointing at the freak. “You’d be great for dog fighting.”

He snarls behind the bite bar, but there’s a break in his voice. A fresh sheen of red starts to shimmer across his chest, bright against the crust of many layers of already dried blood.

“Just like that,” Point tells him, but he isn’t smiling anymore. “You don’t know when to quit. You’d be perfect.” It doesn’t get the reaction Point is fishing for, so he tries again. “My dick probably still smells like her,” he says, “if you’d like to check before I go.”

A short, snarling sort of sound. A bark, Point would argue.

Almost.

Leisurely, he unbuckles his belt. He shoves his waistband down, not enough to free his junk, but enough that he knows the freak can see the red lipstick smudged across his skin. Lazy, he says, “I really love her in red lipstick.”

The freak roars like some kind of animal and Point grins again. There it is.

He pulls his pants back up. “I really don’t think you’d be this obsessed with her if you knew about half the things I’ve done to her,” he says, and the freak roars a little more feral, and Point grins a little wider. “She’s been pretty thoroughly used.”

The freak lunges with so much force that the rock of the furthest wall actually cracks. The sound is like lightning and Point jumps, recovering with a nervous laugh and a quick shake of his head. He doesn’t let the freak see in his face the way the nerve of him sparks exactly like rage under his skin. “Easy, big guy,” he says, and the creature snarls like some kind of beast. “I’ll let you in on a little secret,” Point says with a sneer, snatching the upper hand back from him, “and that’s that I wanna get your girl pregnant so bad,” and the beast chokes like he’s dying. “So bad. The higher ups won’t let me,” he assures him, “as of yet, just ‘cause it’s such a risk even having her here. But I make some good points, and I really want to, so I’m confident I’ll wear ‘em down.”

The beast lunges again and the rock doesn’t crack but his shoulder is pulled out of its socket with a sound that’s even louder.

Point grins again. “And then she’d be really thoroughly used, wouldn't she?” He asks. “Would this all still be worth it to you then?”

He looks down at the beast, who’s vibrating with hatred.

Point walks backwards as he stalks towards the grate of the bars. “Maybe if we’re lucky,” he says, “we’ll get to find out.”

The beast tries to lunge and screams behind the gag as his dislocated shoulder severs completely with a gross, wet sound.

“Ah,” Point says, delighted. “I’ll remember to tell Medic about that in a few days. First,” he reminds him, “I’m gonna spend those few days fucking your girl, and I’m gonna spend the nights in between fucking her, too. If I get any sleep, I’ll sleep still inside her, and I mean that. I want you to think about that.”

It tries to say something from behind its bite bar but it doesn’t matter what it is. It talks in threats and short sentences. It isn’t very bright. A lot of brain damage. A couple more bullets to the brain and it might not even recognize a pretty, pregnant blonde in its unit. Point might not have to keep fighting it for her.

“Hang in there, big guy,” he throws over his shoulder as he leaves, pulling the grate closed behind him.

He makes it half a mile down the horror corridor before he tips his head back and laughs, mean. “Fuck!” He shouts at the ceiling, and laughs again.

Point is known among men, superior and subordinate, as being mean. Cruel, some say. Crazy, others. Which is fair — Point would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy cruelty, and he won’t ever apologize for that. He feels no guilt or remorse — only joy. The thing is that point gets no credit for his saintly, patronly self control.

He feels it now, serpentine in his hands, how hellishly he hates that thing. They never should’ve created it. It was a mistake, and it should have been put down the first time it killed one of Point’s men. The surgeons, the district’s fuckin’ babies, their precious fuckin’ surgeons, they love it. A lot of time and money and creation had gone into it, and they say it’s so close to being perfect. They just need to put an end to the violent outbursts. They’ll let Point kill it, but not permanently. Never permanently.

He wants to. More than anything, he wants to. It takes everything he has to keep from slaughtering it whenever he gets it alone. Not asking for permission, but begging for forgiveness later.

The effort of his restraint builds into a fury that he takes with him upstairs, into the barracks, and out on the beast’s girlfriend.

[lokisis]

Scuttles back in

AND ANOTHER THING ABOUT SPAMTON

There's so many little details I just love that no one really talks about. Like he definitely knows about his own songs, either because he made them, or he's aware of/already broken the 4th wall. And EITHER option is fucking hilarious. Like yeah I'm aware big shot is a banger, get destroyed with it stuck in your head [little slime].

And also the computer room doesn't have any windows, so how did he see the sun? And it's definitely the sun because he knows about clouds too and they're not in the library. Does that mean dark crystal can show... anything? The implication that dark crystals might just show darkners what they WANT to see, what they CRAVE from the light world, is insane. But Kris only sees the computer lab, which brings up the other, sadder, possibility:

Spamton didn't see the sun at all. It was just the lights inside the computer lab.

Either way, it's so fucked up. Not to mention everyone pegs him as a very... snippy quick to anger kind of guy. Which isn't true at all. The only time he gets visibly upset is when you spam the big shot during Neo. Which is explained by him already being jealous you can do it. But that's in Neo. As regular Spam, he's... pretty neutral actually. Other than the 1 time he takes his frustration out on the dumpster, (which, considering Kris was right there, is a surprising show of restraint. He could've easily started the fight with them right then. Like 90% of the other monsters) he's amicable to Kris up until his last desperate attempt at freedom.

Hell, he realizes what's happening to Kris almost immediately, and starts the battle specifically to see their soul. He even starts the fight with "HEY HEY HEY! IVE NEVER SEEN A [HeartShapedObject] LIKE THAT BEFORE!! MY EYES ARE [[Burning]] LIKE [[DVDs of ANY movie at Half-pr1ce!]] I HAVE A VERY SPECIL [Deal] FOR YOU KID!"

Idk, maybe it's just my bad reading comprehension, but even the stuff that's shouted seems to just be... idk.. like he doesn't actually mean it. Lighthearted jabs. Like if someone yelled at me, "WHAT??? BUT YOU WERE SO CLOSE!!!" while trying to hit a certain number to buy something, I would probably laugh. He's very in your face about stuff, but that's not really a surprise. He's a pushy salesman. You ever encountered one before?

I just. Think he's misinterpreted a lot as like.. super malicious. He's just a salesman. The sale, of course, is something you would never find in stores. But it is a sales pitch, at the end of the day. Something you can't say no to, except that he never forces you to go to his store, never appears again if you don't, and doesn't even get upset if you do Everything else first. Choices choices choices.

Do you think he was ever given one?

[kimberlyannharts]

Ultraman: Rising!

Sure we all know the Power Rangers reboot has been passed on at Netflix but instead we have this hot new piece of toku instead: Ultraman: Rising! And I finally got the chance to check it out last night.

I know Ultraman is one of the big toku/kaiju genre staples but it's never really been on my radar of things to watch. I'm not sure why! I guess Super Sentai/Power Rangers just has more of the it factor that appeals to me. So because of that I really have no context to the story besides it's a guy who can turn into a giant silver superhero that beats up kaiju.........or maybe it's an alien who looks like a human and the silver superhero is his true form? or maybe the human and the silver superhero are two separate beings that share the same body? idk. It's probably all three of those things depending on the series. But this film was marketed as a standalone that new fans could enjoy AND....the big one.....it's ANIMATED, so I felt more inclined to check it out.

And it was really really good!! I enjoyed it a lot!

Spoiler-ish thoughts on the film below:

= Let's get this out of the way: the biggest draw to this was the animation and art direction, and yeah, it slaps. The textures and stylization (always love 2D painted effect animation on explosions and things) and lighting were a full-course meal and the scenes where they focused on Ultraman's shining eyes staring through a window or computer screen were just SO striking. To the point where I feel that if I got around to watching the actual live-action Ultraman, it might feel a little underwhelming in comparison. Oops

= It does kind of fall in the cliches of the "selfish guy learns maturity by having to be a father" plot (with bonus "son is estranged from his dad and mom is missing but they work to improve their relationship" sprinkled in) which makes me appreciate The Return even more (sorry, I'm still Returnpilled) but it's still charming and I can hope if we get more movies they give a little more focus to Ami and Emiko (speaking of which, I know they weren't doing a romance this movie, but Ami having a daughter and the movie being about Ken raising a daughter? oh you know it's happening and I'm here for this because they're both so hot)

= I think Ken is also a better example of the "showboating egotistical hero who learns to mature" than most because the movie isn't afraid to show him vulnerable even before his character development. I was genuinely surprised at that scene where he starts crying out of the stress of balancing his baseball career and figuring out Emi

= Apparently there was some discussion that the movie didn't bring up Ultraman's origins which, as someone who knows next to nothing about Ultraman, that didn't really bother me? Obviously I can still give more benefit of the doubt than people who don't know much about the tokusatsu/kaiju genre to begin with, but even so, I was still pretty down with the concept of "this guy has the ability to turn into a giant silver superpowered man and passed the ability down to his son" - and I think in the age of superhero blockbusters in general the idea isn't that farfetched that it requires more explanation. In any case it's a bit of a moot point since future movies are clearly going to talk about Ultras and their origins more, based on the stinger.

= Is Emi a clear kid-appeal character meant to be shown off in marketing and merchandising because of how squishy and cute she is? Yes. Is she just so fucking squishy and cute and my newest baby child? YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES. I am not immune to monster baby. I think it helps that I always found the old monster screeches cute and applying them to a baby babbling was kinda genius in its execution. And I'm glad they kind of got the obligatory "haha babies poop and are smelly and gross" jokes out of the way early (yeah they had the whole "acid reflux" thing in the second act but I've seen way worse in other media)

= The subtitles calling Sato's Ultra form "Ultradad" and his Ultra mustache were both really funny

= Obviously I knew Ken wasn't going to die when he threw himself on Dr. Onda's mech (btw the mech was sexy) but I definitely expected a little more than just a busted arm with how they were building up how the blast would have "destroyed them all" kdjkfdj maybe they cut to after he had recovered a bit. Though in general I'm not quite sure of how durable Ultraman is

= Kind of a milf. reblog

[yeahiwasintheshit]

I watched and I really loved the new Suspiria movie from 2018, Luca guadagnino who directed the movie says he sees it less as a remake of the classic movie, and more like when a band covers a song. Which is one of the things I appreciated most about the newer film. It has only the loosest of character and plot similarities with the classic Dario Argento film from the 70s.

Style wise the new movie is very much on its own. It’s quite beautiful in its sort of earthy 70s color palette, and naturalistic lighting. It kinda looks and feels more 70s than the original movie made in the 70s. Lol the Argento film has such a distinctive use of bright vibrant colorful lighting that sometimes make sense sometimes don’t, where Luca deliberately did not even attempt anything close to that, and it’s to the movies benefit. It really feels like a completely different movie, and any comparison is ALMOST not fair, cause both movies are not trying to do the same thing. The Argento film is an almost stylistic exercise in horror... a waking nightmare of exaggerated color, exaggerated gore and exaggerated acting, in a movie with a plot that is very thin, and used to hang gory colorful scenes on. which i also love. Its great, and I like the original for the abstract weirdness it is, but the new one is so completely not that at all. its a slow burn, punctuated with intense graphic violence, told nationalistically, that is building fear, building tension, building a deeply complex plot that is not only about witches, but about power and how it corrupts. how it changes those in power into monsters who do terrible things. it kinda reminds me of dune and the messiah that is birthed into a world that needs to be cleansed. i dont know if any of that is spoilers, or not. or if im gonna spoil anything more, soooo....

the first real violent scene, is done so perfectly. what i really liked about this movie, is that the witches in the movie cast their spells thru dance. which makes sense why they have a dance academy. so we see theres a dancer named olga, who has previously slighted the witches, and is now caught in another room by them. shes alone and scared and she cant get out. so then cut to dakota johnson, shes starting to perform this dance, which was apparently originally choreographed by tildas character. it is this really sharp, rigid, animalistic almost tribal like dance. and as dakota does these wild "modern" dance moves, its edited wonderfully, so that this other woman, olga, is almost being punched and kicked and thrown around the room in sync with the dancing. dakota does these harsh twisting movements with her hands and the girls arm breaks, then another move and her leg gets twisted up behind her head. shes contorted like a pretzel by the end of the dance, but not dead. its horrific! the witches then show up later as shes a pathetic lump on the floor, and use these meat hooks to lift her up. shes later used in the ceremony at the end. its insane and creative and disturbingly wild!

the movies not perfect tho, and tilda swinton in old man makeup was kind of a distraction for me a little bit. i dont really understand why they chose to do that. like for me whenever i see someone in old age makeup it says to me that you are going to see that actor later, in like a flashback or some scene when the character is younger. i was waiting for it and it doesnt come. theres gotta be a reason for it, cause why bother. but we get thru the whole movie and there seems to be no reason... no flashback or tilda ripping her old age makeup off. so it was a little confusing. but it also actually makes me think, maybe there was a reason for it??? idk

for me when i figured out it was tilda in the old man makeup, i was wondering why? and as the movie went on i assumed that we were to infer that yes josef was a vessel for the witches to spy on chloe moritzs character, from the beginning. even before the beginning of the movie. to know all her secrets. to know who she was talking to. when we met josefs wife later in the movie, i thought maybe she was a witch too, and that was how they controlled josef and got information about the girls, maybe? josef also is important because he becomes a witness at the end to mother superiorums ascension. it made me think he has a deeper connection with the witches, maybe thru his wife. so by the end when none of that happened or at least none of that was spelled out, i was a little confused, cause i thought that would have made sense? but none of it happened so maybe it wasnt any of that? and they just wanted tilda to play the old man? idk. you cant make a movie more than what is on screen, but these were the thoughts i was having as i was watching it. it may be deeper or may not... maybe its left vague for a reason. i dont really know.

but that was pretty much my biggest question mark about the whole movie, besides that i was completely invested thru the whole 2.5 hr movie. it didnt feel like it dragged at all. the pacing, while some people may think is slow, i was really into. it made me pay attention to all the scenes. i wanted to know what was happening. i didnt want to miss any piece, so i was focused. didnt pick up my phone once lol

the performances also were really great! dakota johnson as susie bannion, was so good. in my opinion she knows who she is right from the get go. ive seen people say that they think susie comes into the dance academy as an "innocent" someone who is "corrupted" by the witches and is "overtaken" by the spirit or soul of mother superiorum, but i think susie is mother superiorum from the beginning and she comes into the dance academy as almost a spy, someone powerful enough to block the other witches knowing who she is, so she can observe the witches without them knowing. and when she see how they are following the corrupt and power hungry mother markos, she springs into action, in the final scene, to kill mother markos and her followers. which is so creepy and gory and insane! but for us, the audience, we are like the witches, we dont know the extent of susies power at the beginning, we find out what shes capable of as the movie goes on, like the witches do. i didnt see that twist coming, but when it did, i thought that susie has been mother superiorum from the beginning, which apparently some didnt think. so again, i dont know, and the movie doesnt explicitly state. which i do kinda admire that they keep it vague and open to interpretation.

tilda swinton is also amazing. playing 3 roles, as madame blanc, josef, and mother markos. the old man makeup is really good, but its clearly old man makeup, and they didnt really disguise tildas voice, so it sounds like tilda swinton doing a frail old man voice lol she does really do a great job physically as an old man. its a great performance. mother markos is all grotesque makeup and a gross weird fat suit and weird voice, that i suspected it might be her under all that, but i wasnt sure until after the movie. lol her best performance for me, was as madame blanc. her scenes with dakota johnson were great. you sorta get this feeling like blanc is falling in love with susie, but its played like shes afraid of it a little, and almost a little scared of susie. like blanc knows more than the other witches do. idk. i like they kept a lot of it vague. like there might be another chapter in the story possibly? who knows. id love to see a sequel.

its also worth mentioning, that the josef character has a bigger role than it would seem, and is in more of the movie than youd think. i appreciated the sweeter ending, especially considering the orgy of blood and naked bodies in that red cave scene, athe end, before the very ending of the movie. i thought that that ending scene of mother superiorum at the bed with josef, as he finally got the news he wanted, really worked. cause it doesnt end with the cynicism sometimes in horror movies. the real villains were killed in the movie, and now they can start over. like maybe the message is that when people in power become too bloated and disgusting with power, like markos, its time to get rid of them and start with a new one.

anyway, really loved the movie. i saw it last night and im still thinking of it, so that a good sign, when it sticks with you so long, and theres parts that are vague enough to build your own story to, which i like, & its kind of exciting. def worth watching.

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Been rereading Offer Me My Deathless Death and idk I really like the idea of L as a vampire. It hits all the right spots. The age gap is no longer teenager and older young adult, it's now teenager and centuries of experience, yet somehow they're still playing games on more or less the same level. Blood as an aesthetic. Monsters (see relight speech), fangs as penetration metaphors. L only eats absurdly sweet things because his taste buds don't really work anymore. He's not human - the death note only kills humans.

In that fanfic in particular, L's lifespan ticks up instead of down, which is interesting, but I think it would be fascinating if, since shinigami eyes only show human names, Rem sees his face for the first time and realizes she sees nothing. He's effectively nameless, deathless, he looks human but he so deeply, fundamentally isn't, what the fuck is he. It's as if he isn't even real. But he has centuries of experience and reputation and wealth and connection. Immortality. What could Light even do? Run? L would find him. And Light's too proud to beg.

(Honestly, I also think Light would be incredibly afraid of becoming a vampire as well, if it were offered. As much as he aspires to godhood, he operates in humanity. He values death as a constant of life as much as he fears it, and every single time Ryuk compared Light to a shinigami in the anime, Light corrected him. I think Light would view vampirism as a wrong way to exist.)

okay I had to go and read the fic you linked and man it was such a sweet bedtime story thank you for sending it :))))

I think it would be genuinely so cool for L to just exist outside of the paradigm of humans and shinigami. something Else. something Other. invisible to their Eyes and yet human shaped. deliciously off putting. an immortal predator and a monster with all the time in the world. closer to a god than light, even with his delusions, could ever become.

but yeah know I don’t think light is all that interested in becoming something undead and undying…it’s light. he’s kind of. vain? does that make sense? he’s vain and he hates cheating. for the reasons you mentioned and these, I also think he wouldn’t really. enjoy the prospect. of vampirism. it would be sexy though