#imas deserves better

[renah]

did you hear about the leaks that shiny colors is gonna be getting a full 3D rhythm game soon too???? like they cant even excuse that they are closing these games bc people like vtubers more than gacha games now like literally theyre taking everything away from sidem and giving it to the other branches 😭😭😭

I don't go there yet (shinymas), so no I didn't knew..............😐😐

wasn't shinymas supposed to be like, back to the origins, like the arcade game, produce your own idol but with some new stuff... 💀

Like, considering how they already ended the og cinderella girls, side m and greemas... who knows what is going to be of the current shinymas.......

Like, it isn't like I don't understand that this is all just bamco going with current trends, first it was gacha games, now its vtubers, they're a corporation who wants money, but still...... they've always put so much love and care into this franchise and its characters, we've seen them acknowledge the fans many times before, all this stuff is just... sad to see happening

I don't know where I'm going with this, at this moment I'm just sad

:(

[binglepringle]

Writing de-aged Cass fics whilst I can feel myself contracting the flu, have eaten nothing but chips and granola bars for the past 24 hours, and have watched 6 episodes of Girl from Nowhere (I’m normal guys I swear)

[romanreignsstan]

I'm kinda hoping that Roman does not return at SM or anytime soon mainly because of how disrespectful some of y'all have been since the passing of his father. I mean, y'all were/are reposting and posting pictures and videos from his dad's FUNERAL and they had to take time out of said funeral to address the fact that the Anoa'i family didn't like or approve of y'all doing that. If I was Roman I wouldn't come back until aaaallll them "fan" accounts delete them photos and videos from my family members FUNERAL.

[mac33cheese]

(Post cat tank arc) I think kusuke and kusou should've had a scene where they talked about how they individually felt throughout their childhood, took accountability for what they did wrong, hug each other, and sob their eyes out while hugging for a while. Just like shaking and sobbing while holding each other and repeatedly apologizing. And just have a really bitter sweet moment.

While toritsuka just stands there like 🧍‍♂️

[jennrypan]

So..MLB basically says.

Gabriel, Tomoe, Jagged Stone, Audrey and Andre are ALLLLL worthy of redemption and theyre actually NOT that bad despite one being an actual terrorist and the others being either overbearing to an abusive degree, neglectful and childish or verbally abuse.

BUT NO ITS FINE CUZ YOU KNOW WHOS THE WORST???

LILA AND CHLOE CUS THEY WERE MEAN TO THE MC. THESE 14 YEAR OLD LITTLE ASSHOLES ARE FAR WORSE THAN THE LITERAL ADULT DIRT BAGS SURROUNDING THEM.

Obviously Chloe and Lila are assholes and deserve repercussions for being bullies and treating others like shit, anyone with a brain can see that but to be so heinous and down right stupid to claim these kids are more fucked up than the actual adults who are fully aware of whats going on?? Whos been alive longer?? Seriously?? Make that make sense.

Why does Gabriel get to redeem himself after spending months terrorizing Paris, killing people, neglecting his son and even physically abusing him when he deems it fit?? Why does he get a pass?? Cuz his baby mom got sick doin shit she knows she shouldnt be doing?? Really??

Why does Audrey and Andre get to not see anyone call them out for how they made Chloe?? Why does Andre get to disown Chloe and start over with her nicer copy?? After making her into the spoiled brat she is cuz HE GAVE HER EVERYTHING SHE WANTED, HE COULDVE PUT HIS FOOT DOWN BUT HE DIDNT?? HES A GROWN MAN, and suddenly hes done?? Cuz he wanted to be some dumbass director?? Seriously?? Sir you made your daughter that way and allowed your shitty wife to talk down to her and destroy her self worth, you allowed your daughter to keep demanding things from people and never ONCE tried to speak up, and suddenly you wanna start over with a kid that isnt even yours??

Jagged Stone literally abandons his whole ass kids cuz "kids arent cool" and he KNEW WHERE THEY WERE, KNEW WHO THEY WERE, and likely wouldve NEVER told them unless Luka in his akumatized form actually found him cuz hes a fucking man child going through a midlife crisis

(also lol @ all the salt fics saying hed be there for Marinette more than her own parents. Mf wasnt even there for his own kids, bffr)

I cant really say much on Tomoe cuz we dont really get much on her besides little hints but giving how Kagami is and how she mentions she wasnt even allowed to draw shows that Tomoe is exactly like Gabriel and what do ya know..Kagamis also a senti monster. Its fucked up!

Why do these grown ass adults get passes but Lila and Chloe dont? Chloes apparently a little soulless monster and Lila?? Is a fucking sociopath pulling an Orphan with all these new identities?? What the fuck??

Also lets not forget, Felix tried to make Adrien lose his friends, mocked Adrien for being an abused kid, found out Adriens mother is in the basement and REFUSES TO TELL HIM?? He gave Gabriel all of the miraculous, and instead of helping his COUSIN, he helps this random girl hes now suddenly obsessed with?? What?? But no yeah FELIX deserves to be forgiven despite all of his actions also being just as selfish and terrible as Chloe and Lila but go the fuck off ig, but EVEN STILL HES NOT WORSE THAN GABRIEL

[miraofhearts2point0]

can we make a cuter ship name for arisagi please. like theyre competing with chrisu, kuzuyuuma, mirata, karushiya & RURUMI...... can we as a #society fix this im begging

[bunnyboy-juice]

oughghgh

[thislovintime]

Peter Tork and June Millington (one of the founders of the rock group Fanny), 2012.

Janis Ian and June Millington on Peter...

“In mourning for Peter Tork, one of the kindest people I’ve ever known, who was so gracious and so good to me when I was starting out. It’s testimony to the man that his family asks donations to be made to Institute for the Musical Arts, founded by June Millington and Ann Hackler to support women and girls in music. Lovely man, and a sad day to know he’s gone.” - Janis Ian, Facebook, February 22, 2019

“Thank you Peter Tork and family for your incredibly powerful gesture in suggesting that people make a donation to IMA’s ‘In the Names of Our Mothers’ fund, in support women and girls in music. Especially in these times, so meaningful ~ you will be remembered here for generations! Thing is, you’ve been such a good friend to me (us) over the years, and continue to give. That is a true testament to your soul, and your spirit. Love you always, xx June” - June Millington, Facebook, February 23, 2019

“I met him [Peter] here in Massachusetts through our really great friend Leah Kunkel. […] And they were really good friends since Peter and John Sebastian and Leah, Mama Cass… were in the Village […] And Peter did a benefit for us once […], for IMA. […] And he did record here as well. […] Peter was here a few months before he died, he came to actually record that last song that he put out with The Monkees [‘Angels We Have Heard On High,’ from Christmas Party; the instrumental track, featuring Peter on banjo, was originally from A Beachwood Christmas, 2003]. […] I wish I could have recorded him for my podcast because he told me a few stories which I love so much. [...] He played a great piano, which I didn’t know until the last time he was here. He swung by the piano and he — even though he was sick and he didn’t have much energy — he sat down and he played some brilliant classical piece. I’m like, ‘Peter, I didn’t know you played the piano!’ And he said, ‘Oh. Yeah.’ And I said, ‘How did that come about?’ He said, ‘Oh, I took lessons.’ So his parents definitely wanted him to be, shall we say, cultured, and have… you know, to play piano, the have a college degree and all of that. […] He was such a smart guy, he was so funny, he was so funny, he would be quipping all the time, you know. And it was, the last couple of years were a little bit of a slog for him because the cancer was coming back and it was really trying to get him. But he — he kept his humor intact the whole time. He was really a very generous, and he was a super-funny guy. That’s my biggest impression of him, is how giving he was. And he wanted to support IMA, the Institute for the Musical Arts, which is a nonprofit that supports women and girls in music by passing on what we know. So we do rock ‘n’ roll girls camp […], lessons — everything is being passed on to future generations. So it’s the only organization of its kind in the world where we are really hands on passing it on. And he just loved that. Like, he sent his daughter here — his wife had, you know, had a daughter, so they sent her here to one of our rock ‘n’ roll girl camps. So he put his money and his time where his mouth was, you know. […] So he was always trying to think of ways that he could help. He recorded here. You know, as I said, he was super-generous. He had a heart of gold, I gotta say. Super heart of gold. And he and Leah remained really good friends, really good friends until, you know, the last days. […] He was so smart. He was on top of current affairs, you know; he had so many jokes at the top of his fingers. […] He was a super-talented guy. […] Go to IMA dot org to take a look at this place. Peter realized the value. He loved passing it on. And he loved being around women and working with women, there’s no, you know (laughs), there’s no other way I could say it: he loved women. And he wanted to help, you know. And he let us know that, boy, he wanted to help and he did help.” - Plastic EP, 2021

[shiningstages]

okay i can't get it out of my mind - tini dump about kate cinderella girls, and my dreams for both international girls and the producer ( aka developing oc man )

the international / foreign girls in imas: cinderella girls (as far as i'm aware) are Frederica Miyamoto (french-japanese, voiced), Yao Fueifuei (hong kong, unvoiced), Clarice (vague european (personally french or dutch inspo), unvoiced), Anastasia (russian-japanese, voiced), Layla (Dubai / UAE, voiced), Kate (London / England, unvoiced), Helen (vague european / american (personally italian / mexican inspo), unvoiced), Natalia (Rio de Janeiro / Brazil, voiced), Eve Santaclaus (Greenland, voiced), Cathy Graham (american-japanese (born in new york but has lived in japan) unvoiced), and Mary Cochran (San Francisco / America, unvoiced). I don't include Shiki here because, although she studied in American, she's Japanese and isn't from anywhere over there. I also don't include the three Korean-exclusive deresute characters since they're discontinued after that server shut down (but also shoutout to them I love them too). However they are all side characters, just not a part of the project.

Kate is my favorite unvoiced girl, specifically because our names are similar, as well as slight backstory stuff (her love for her parents; "She's an exceedingly friendly and social person, often greeting everyone she passes by. She's also very touchy in comparison to other idols, enjoying giving others hugs or kisses to show her affection." from her wiki page / events, very me coded). So, in my International Girls imas cingirls idea, Kate is the true protagonist, with Natalia being the leader of the group and acts like a dual protagonist. While she's not the first of the international girls to be voiced (that order being Anya > Freddy > Natalia way later > Layla > Eve most recently as of literally Christmas; congrats to her cingirl first place), I wanna give Natalia bunches of love and more spotlight to get fleshed out as a character as well, as well as her and Kate becoming besties. The International Girls story would just be them forming into a unit, learning to appreciate their differences as well as come to feel like a cohesive unit despite them, and ultimately proving themselves as idols on the stage.

The Producer for that idea, in my mind, is Lotus Juice (LotusP, if you will), since he's proven himself in his own field, is from New Jersey and fluent in both english and japanese, and is also in a duo unit with TakeP aka Takeuchi Shunsuke aka the producer for cinderella girls, so it all just make sense in my mind. Story-wise - LotusP gets invited to the job after TakeP offers it to him as a friendly favor, since they both went to college together and / or went up in the ranks together before TakeP started raising idols / doing his cinderella girls "power of smile" project. Inspired by him, and not wanting to look a gifted horse in the mouth, the rougher and older man accepts, with TakeP being his occasional talking partner for advice. LotusP, in my mind, is suddenly named Austin in my mind (don't ask why idk). And he just kinda acts like Lotus Juice (chill older guy who seems kinda gruff, but is really mature), yet also has like a rough tsun thing going as he's not at all good with taking compliment, and gets dragged into scenarios and forced to play the straight man for gags. It's almost like he doesn't want to be a producer, but he needs a job and wants to stay in the music biz, but he ultimately takes his job (taking care of all the girls' and their schedules, as well as personally helping with some of their songs' production) very seriously.

Another thing I wanted to look into for a bit of drama is idol v school life, specifically as Kate is an international study abroad uni student that becomes an idol. In the end, like in her stories, she proves to her dad that she can be an idol and go to school, and at the very end she graduates and becomes an idol full time. Freddy is also in college for design; she can graduate too as a treat. It also makes me want to make Kate/Nat/Freddy triple protags, as it fills out the kind of NewGen-esque protags the original cingirls had, as well as I think they'd make good friends.

(Also, if anyone asks, Layla's backstory of running away from a planned marriage to Japan with the support of her mother but keeping the father in the dark...I literally just learned that TODAY, which was WILD, and yes in my plotline idk if I wanna explore that or just ignore that so! Hmm!!!!)

Also the eleven full group's unit song would be titled "Universal Parade", after the unit in the mobage game (which originally consists of CathyNatKateMaryFreYao), and their outfits would be similar to the unit "Your Friends" (NatKateMary) outfit set in the original mobage as well (without the fluffy bit or with the fluffy bit reincorporated somehow).

Also the actual outfits for NatLayla's unit "Sol Qamar" is very cool.

[azulsluver]

Everyday I must defend Ruggie’s name at school 😔

[chmerical-a]

it's the way i'm finishing season 1 of my yj rewatch and crying my eyes out over jackie taylor

[mbakuetshurisprincess]

i was rereading L4DS4 to make sure i got details right for part 5, 

and i am willing to admit it WAS kinda sick of me to end it like that 😭

absolutely no reason i keep breaking up their happy home, im sorry! i might do better by them this time, who knows!

[ozzybrainrot]

I just want him to be happy man.

Ozzy hasn't gotten a break his whole life, I just want him to enjoy something for once. Maybe a family, a lottery ticket, a nice meal, I don't care I just want him to enjoy his life dammit

He always gets into jail, or gets his plans foiled, he just wanted revenge for his parents. The Wayne's broke apart his friendship and his family and completely destroyed his life

Thomas Wayne can go die

Oh wait nvm 💀

Happy Christmas Eve everyone 🎉

[justafleck]

@jokethur​ :  🙊 ― a memory you don’t ever talk about.

   He’s only a child. Rain patters harshly against the window and the inside of the house is stuffy.  Suffocating  .  He wants to open the window.  To stick his hand outside and feel the rain on his skin so that maybe for once he can feel something pleasant for once in his life. Pain is all he recalls, though he cannot recall exactly what happened. A dull, lingering headache remains for what feels like an eternity and his memory draws a blank. His mind is made of darkness and he floats within an abyss of shadowed hands that feel as though they’d pull him down further and he’d lose the last bit of himself. He’s Arthur Fleck, but who is he? Nobody. His fingers find themselves splayed against the window, the warmth of his hand fogs the window against the cold outside and he’s watching people passing by between his fingers. He wonders where they are going, what their names are, their purpose.  He can hear the humming of voices from the television set in the opposite side of the room. It’s the only sound aside from the rain and the soft snoring of the woman passed out on the couch. Penny Fleck.  His mother.  She’s absent, most of the time. He’s chalked it up to the medication that she was prescribed a few weeks back when he had to call an ambulance to take her to the hospital. He found her a week ago in the kitchen, standing before him with a knife gripped tightly in her hand. She was calling him by a different name and threatening to kill the both him and herself, though he cannot remember the details as his memory loss is something relatively new to him. How he ended up back in her custody was as simple as the system failing children like him.  She’s ill and she needs to be hospitalized but they keep spitting her back out, thus leaving her in a child’s care. It’s not fair. The tea kettle whistles loudly, beckoning the young boy to the kitchen where he’d turn it off and pour the boiling liquid into his mother’s favorite tea cup. The tea bag is steeped for three minutes before he withdrew it and threw it into the garbage. His motions are almost robotic: a certain rhythm as he goes through the daily motions of getting his mother’s evening dose of medication out of it’s organizer and brings both the tea and the medication to his mother’s side.  "Ma?" He urges softly, setting down the mug and medication down on the table near her chair before reaching over to gently nudge her shoulder to wake her. "Ma, it’s time for your medicine."  he speaks. She stirs, head turning slightly but still in slumber and Arthur knows to be careful waking her up. He gives her another soft nudge as he prompts her to open her eyes. With heavy lids, they crack open and Arthur is left to gaze upon her blank stare. There was nothing there: she’s like a ghost of a person and Arthur feels as if he’s looking upon his own reflection. The same lifeless stare he’s greeted every time he passes a mirror.  He clears his throat, the pit of his stomach is sinking as he’s far too young to be bestowed the task of taking care of her. But he’s the man of the house: she’s tells him all the time and he knows that no matter how hard things are, he has to take care of her. Is this his purpose? It is. He retrieves the tea and offers the mug to her and she cups it in between both of her bony hands. She takes a few, small sips of it, eyes cast downwards upon the warm liquid as if she was inspecting it closely and Arthur provides her the medication. "You’ve always been such a good boy, happy."  her  voice is almost too quiet to hear, weak and fragile. She’s been sick and he knows this: and though most boys his age were going to school to learn; to get their education and become something of themselves one day, he’s here at home with his mother. He always has been and his education lacks significantly. She’s unfit, and yet, here he stands in her custody. And not a soul questions it. Arthur is diligently watching as his mother takes the medication. He’s quiet as he waits, she’s bound to hand him the cup back well before she finishes; she always does. And right on cue, the cup is passed back to him and he’s met with a grimace. "It’s disgusting, Arthur, what did you put in it this time? Rat poisoning?”  The inquiry weighs heavy upon the boy’s shoulders. He can feel anxiety boiling under the surface as his heart began to pound so heavily he may vomit. There’s a certain fear rooted deep down within him; that he’d disappoint her and something bad was to come of it but he can’t recall what. "I.. I wouldn’t do that ma ― W... why would you say that?" his voice trembles and is met with a scoff from his mother. Her head turns back towards the television, refusing to look at him as if she were too disgusted with him to even grace him with her gaze. "I know you’re poisoning me. That’s why I’ve been so sick." she insists. It’s not true. Arthur’s eyes swell with tears that threaten to fall, a knot forming in his throat and he’s trying to speak but he struggles to bring the words past his lips. "I would never  ― ma, I love you, I ― "  he’s hushed with the simple wave of her hand. "Just stop. I’ll make my own tea from now on." she states. He doesn’t protest; there’s no point. She’s delusional.  "I need you to run me a bath." she then says, deciding to end the subject after letting her suspicions be known. He stands in silent disbelief. Hurt, betrayed. But even so, his shoulders slack and he turns in silence to take the cup to the kitchen sink before heading to the bathroom. He runs the water and it’s mixed with tears that falls from his cheeks. ‘It’s just the medication  ― she doesn’t really mean that’ he tells himself. It becomes something that he has to tell himself every single day. It’s just the medication.

[jennrypan]

Will forever be an avid defender of Alya and Nino, fuck yall.

Felix can be a dick to everyone and give up all the miraculous for whatever reason and will NEVER receive the type of salt Alya and Nino do which is despicable in itself.

Chloe has bullied Marinette since day one and yet yall have her replace Alya ?? (i love Chloe but she and Marinette will never be friends, Marinette does not have to be Chloes friend for her to be redeemed!!!)

Stop treating the only main relevant brown characters like shit then act like the white ones can do no wrong yall aint slick!

Blame the shitty ass writing cuz literally everytime Lilas on screen EVERY CHARACTER makes ridiculous decisions!!

[geelizzzie]

Whumptober day 3!

Happy October 3rd to all! I'm really excited about this one. It's a two-parter with the second part coming later this whumptober... I just really like Tokigawa. A lot. I hurt him with love <3

Day 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE | "I warned you."

Summary:

The blade. The wrist. The blade on the wrist.

She was holding the knife up like a gutted fish.

The blood, sprouting up like a flower.

“Tokigawa Yukito.”

“TOKIGAWA-KUN!”