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donvampiro · 1 month ago

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Hiii!! I wanted to ask if you could please do some more “Jealous?” headcannons (the one with Zoro, Sanji and Nami) with Sabo, Marco and Law?

Thank you so much!!!

hello, Anon!!

hope you're doing well. here are the hc you asked for! i'm so sorry for the super long wait, ngl mental health issues and work have made the last few years a very difficult time. in any case, i hope these hc will meet your expectations 🥺 have a nice day/night! 💕💕

@pure-kirarin get ur sabotonin

part 1! (Nami, Sanji, Zoro) -> here

MASTERLIST - Welcome

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'Jealous?' pt.2

(jealous/protective) Sabo, Marco & Law x gn!reader

Sabo

‘Don’t worry (y/n), i’m not a jealous man; i mean, what comes first is your individual freedom. me and my feelings don’t have to interfere in your life.’

HAHAHAHAHA bro. like. for real. – our sweet Sabo is the jealous type. BUT somehow he’s like Zoro, he just can’t help, despite his ‘motto’ which would rest upon giving you space, trusting you because you’re an adult capable of assuming your actions, your behavior and its consequences. Sabo wants you to feel, to be free. etc etc... but that doesn’t prevent him from being jealous. and he knows it lol

he’ll rather be the type to strongly repress his jealousy though. Because our revolutionary with a top hat knows that he too has many social interactions that could make you jealous, and he doesn’t want to make your relationship unfair by preventing you from doing the same. He knows he has no right to monitor your life or anything similar.

Sabo bottling up his jealousy would result in very specific (and rather either cute...or scary. no in-between) facial expressions as well as gestures, betraying his state.

With an upset expression, Sabo watches you talk to this person you just met, and he’s surprised that you’re able to ignore him like that, like, so easily – unless it’s his own imagination? no, it’s not, right? but... you can’t forget him so quickly, right? … right? He watches you chat, trying to keep the courteous smile he likes to display; while giving your interlocutor a severe (to say the least) sidelong look. but now… now, it’s getting too long for him. He moves away a little to slump on the nearest seat, never taking his eyes off you. he frowns slightly and, pouty as he drums his fingers in frustration, he broods over this jealousy that he cannot let be exposed, at the risk of betraying this promise of fairness he made. to compensate, his mind blurts out his bad faith.

‘how the hell can (y/n) find this person interesting? Everything they say is so very commonplace…’

Sabo hates when he’s like this. But he also hates your interlocutor, who makes (him) a definitely (very) bad impression. There’s something wrong with this person. But the blond tries to be reasonable, yes, no doubt that his jealousy distorts his judgment. If you talk to this individual, it's probably because they’re not as horrible as he thinks, right?... yeah, yeah. Pfuh. bitter, Sabo wouldn't go so far as to call this person ‘interesting’ either.

he has so little free time, and when he can spend time with you, you choose someone else. Now looking more sad than angry, Sabo narrows his eyes, then looks up again at that damn disruptive element you’re talking to.

even if he’s the type to know how to keep his cool, Sabo can be quite impulsive when it comes to his s/o. Thus, if at some point he’s really fed up, i don’t think he’d leave, i rather think he could come back to you and your interlocutor quite abruptly, to bring you closer to him, so that you stop ignoring him.

he takes big, determined steps, walking straight towards you and already knowing that he won’t tolerate any concessions. he's here to be with you, and wouldn't let anyone hinder his goals, obstruct his way, or whatever. Sabo’s gait speaks louder than all the explanations existing, and he quickly takes back his place by your side, not failing to give the same acerbic look at whoever seems to present themselves as a rival.

“Who do you think you are for y/n?”, Sabo’s gaze shouts. His own morality asks the same question, but to himself. “Who do i think i am to act this way?”. Sabo will probably hate himself, later, for having stepped in, but for now, he doesn’t care.

if the person touches you; lmao it's over. But there’s an even worse thing, it’s this expression of discomfort which gradually takes place on your face, signaling to the blond that you’re not necessarily completely okay facing this interlocutor starting to get physically comfortable with you. everything connects in Sabo's mind; and he understands that he has probably been blinded by his jealousy. weren't you just, so far, being polite to the person, and not ignoring your favorite revolutionary?

a miffed sigh crosses the barrier of Sabo's lips, who not only regrets his jealousy which, as always, carries him away, in countries where all the judgements are rather wrong;... but he also regrets this impoliteness of your interlocutor – which he is determined to put an end to.

Sabo cocks an accusing eyebrow as he stares with irritation at this decidedly annoying person. He readjusts his gloves, before gently placing his hand on their chest, exerting a slight pressure so as to push this individual away from you.

‘Can’t you see that you make (y/n) uncomfortable? We’d have hoped for a little more insight from you. Anyway… I strongly advise you to leave, before I get angry.’

the blond has moved forward a little, placing himself in front of you without hiding you completely, his first desire remaining to make sure that you enjoy your individual freedom; as he often tells you. to not hinder your movements. to let you express yourself. admittedly. but it should always be so. these are basic freedoms, and Sabo will never let anyone get too comfortable with you at first sight, as if they were getting the upper hand over you by imposing that inappropriate touch… right?

it’s hard to stand up to the piercing gaze of the revolutionary, it contains both the expression of this jealousy repressed until then, but also all the love he has for you, the strength of his convictions, including that of protecting you. to be the gentleman you need, or at least to be there for you. that’s all. that’s good.

Guilt slowly rises though, and Sabo’s a bit annoyed with himself about feeling this kind of latent satisfaction in getting this person out of your way. But it seemed like the best solution, judging by the overall situation and the discomfort it was causing you. Visibly, well-advised is the person, because they don’t really insist, facing the revolutionary with a top hat. They’re not interested in an argument, shrugging as they walk away. Sabo turns to you, and you both look confused. The little moment of guilty satisfaction that had been Sabo's (namely, when he chased away that annoying interlocutor) has soon faded, and now the words seem to be struggling to overcome the barrier of your respective lips.

Shouldn’t he be proud that he spared you the company of someone who made you visibly uncomfortable? … Nope? Why is his heart still so heavy? Sabo frowns and doesn’t know what to say, yet he’s guided to a single gesture – to take you in his arms, to hug you gently. Putting his gloved hand lightly on your hair, Sabo feels so sorry as he tightens his embrace. Feeling that you’re cuddling him back reassures him, and, as you whisper thanks; he offers you his most sincere apologies, before murmuring:

'I love you, (y/n).'

Marco

tbh i sincerely wondered whether Marco was a jealous man or not.

i think that, deep down, everyone has a small part of jealousy in themselves, but that the difference lies in the fact that we manage to control it with more or less ease. From then on, i believe that Marco has “mastered” his jealousy well, like he’s quite at peace with it.

i mean, especially if it's people he knows. Marco observes (from afar) and rationalizes things. Just because you talk to this or that member of the crew (or any other crew, btw), doesn't mean you're necessarily going to abandon him, or that something bad is going to happen to you.

yeah, Marco definitely prefers to be reasonable and to keep reading. You’re free to do whatever you want, he's the one you love anyway. And you’re the one he loves! So his face keeps that peaceful smile that makes you melt.

'Hope you had a nice time chatting with the crew, (y/n).'

actually it might sound confusing for you – does Marco really care about you? He never really seeks your attention (at least not in as flashy a way as his crewmates). He never seems bothered by you talking to other people who might be… well… his… “rivals”? It’s troubling.

but oh, your presence is the only thing that can drag Marco's eyes away from his book. and above all, when this very presence is accompanied by another – unknown – soul.

it takes him a little longer to stifle his slight jealousy, because it’s difficult to fight this discomfort in front of this person who could create turmoil in your relationship, so dear to the phoenix. But Marco tries to stay true to his rule, you know, rationalization, in order to respect your own freedom.

this person here seems so confident and proud of themselves, standing in front of you and showing off as if Marco doesn't exist - while he's sitting right next to you and the relationship between you and him is anything but ambiguous. As a result, Marco doesn’t know if he should “simply” call this rudeness... or a clear provocation towards him from this person. Either way, that's not acceptable. But he still tries to rationalize — there's no point in getting carried away.

however, Marco understands that this interaction needs to end as soon as he notices your reaction: you're not exactly rejecting this person, but you're not accepting them either. The signals are unclear, mixed, a little confused — you look uncomfortable, embarrassed, maybe more, and Marco doesn't like that. Not at all.

your moods, emotions, likes and dislikes — all of this holds no secrets for Marco. As your lover, it's only natural for him to pay attention to you, to get to know you, and Marco strives to do this every day with the precision of a doctor. And today, the symptoms don't bode well, so Marco decides to step in.

'Are you okay?'

the question is simple, the tone is calm, and he means what he says. He checks up on you, makes a diagnosis of the situation. He would then turn to the person and ask them the same thing, but with a very different perspective in terms of meaning.

Marco doesn't need to get angry, threaten, or make a big speech. Just his look can let the person know that it would be in their best interest to avoid making you feel too uncomfortable.

this very person understood it very quickly, and didn't push their luck. Marco watches them leave without any real expression showing on his face, before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you back towards him.

his expression is soft and his touch feather light as he rests his gaze on you, offering you a reassuring smile — and you can't help but smile back.

Trafalgar Law

jealousy is a form of affect. Trafalgar Law doesn't want to hear about affect... well, especially if it's jealousy, his jealousy.

might sound weird, but… unlike Marco, tbh i don't know if Law would try to rationalize things, to reassure himself that there's no real insecurity to feel, etc, etc. i rather think that he’d “simply” try not to think about it. What’s the point? It would only stretch thin your link… so… better try to pretend like everything’s fine, right? 🤡

yet you can read jealousy on Law’s face just like in an open book; it's obvious, but our friend with a mushroom hat is always ready to deny it, even if it means being a little curt.

'why would i be jealous? am i supposed to be jealous? i've no reason to be jealous of anything about you. do as you like, (y/n).'

when he defends himself, the word “jealous” is repeated a lot in his sentences, and somehow that’s the way his external speech betrays his deep state, his inner speech. Sometimes Law catches himself thinking that his jealousy isn't something bad, that it actually makes sense, doesn't it? After all, you like each other, and it's okay to feel... “in danger”? when that relationship is put in jeopardy. Moreover, this often motivates Law's desire to protect you, to support you. But… he also finds it unfortunate that it stems from negative affects. Law just wants to be there for you, to protect you, without himself feeling in danger about his place in your heart.

when he feels jealous, Law tends to distance himself, or, quite the contrary, to be slightly clingier than usual with you. Basically, he can either shut himself away and be very quiet, watching your interaction with the person who stirs up his jealousy from a distance (kinda like Sabo); or, on the contrary, he can make his presence felt in the most intense way possible, as if to put pressure on the person in question… and on you.

being more talkative and more attention-seeking than usual, being more irritable,... That would be Trafalgar Law’s (unconscious) way to show you he’s jealous. In fact, Law often realizes his own jealousy afterwards. At the heat of the moment, he just feels pissed off and frustrated, even though he finds it hard to admit it. Overall, what makes Law jealous is people who behave towards you in a way he considers to be inappropriate if they’re not your partner. e.g.: being too flirtatious with you.

Law isn’t the type to confront you to formally forbid you to discuss with someone, however he won’t fail to strongly advise you against hanging out, talking too much etc. with the person who embarrasses him — all of this through lil sentences that actually betray his condition (that you have already noticed for quite a while.)

‘They don’t inspire me with anything safe. I think you should avoid spending too much time with them.’

As said above, Law’s jealousy is no secret to you, it’s as plain as the nose on your face, but it’s often difficult to tackle the subject with him. Don’t tease him too much when it comes to this, he may close like a seashell. But all this embarrassment, which after all results from a form of personal pride; would be quickly put aside if the person (about whom Law already had doubts) comes to clearly bother you.

Coming out of his shell, Law will have no trouble stepping in, kinda abruptly. Maybe he'll grab that person by the collar, maybe not. He positions himself in such a way as to make it clear that nothing bad can happen to you as long as he’s by your side, that you’ll always find support in him. You can always count on him, even if he sometimes seems distant to you.

It’s all in the eyes. A piercing look that is much more full of meaning than words. Law doesn’t want to waste time talking to people who already bother him because they not only take his place, but don’t even take care of it. They’re just annoying you.

Law might sometimes be tempted to use his nodachi. But no doubt it would disappoint you… and that’s out of the question. Somehow it would mean to put himself on the same level as this person who bothers you, this very person who is (at least, in his eyes lol) a walking disappointment.

So Law just chooses to get even closer to them, so he can talk to them calmly… Well, to all appearances :) all of this with some sort of smirk that would actually contain a boiling anger as frustration, and which you’re the only reason why these two components don’t explode.

‘I've already been very lenient to let you talk to (y/n) while you seem so mannerless, so don’t overdo it. Back off and behave better. There will be no other chance.’

After that, depending on what you choose (do you want to leave? do you want to stay with this person who has now been warned by Law?), he’d stay close to you, not imposing himself on your actions, but making himself now much more attentive to the actions of the person — and this for your well-being rather than to his, rather than to this jealousy of which, as we’ve said, he finds it difficult to fully understand. It may not seem like much, but trust me that the person concerned would have understood that they shouldn't mess with you. brrr

In fact, it may seem strange, but I don’t think that Law is generally someone who would be very “fiery” in his jealousy, that is to say the type to violently attack those who make him jealous. i see him more as someone who withdraws, if not sulks; waiting for you to come get him to prove your ‘good faith’ — yes, because those are his terms. In reality, he just wants you to reassure him.

But, no matter what, if someone tries to hurt you, he’ll always be there to protect you! Law is protective of you — whether he’s sulking or not :)

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bowiestarzzz · 18 days ago

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Anyways canon ravenbarley *is* a win and people who act like they’re too cool and edgy to be happy about it piss me off.

“He didn’t even say his mate was barely” in the kindest way possible, literally how else do you interpret that?? The graphic novels have always been more progressive and I get having low expectations for warriors but genuinely the graphic novels tackle a lot of subjects a lot better than the originals and trying to argue that ravenpaw saying he has a mate at the barn now and then telling them to visit him and barley whenever they want leaves possibility for anything else is. Honestly. Weird as hell. (Also this ravenpaw and barley post by the artist that makes me think they would have said something if the fandom was misinterpreting it en masse but that’s just me idk)

“The graphic novels are different than the originals so it doesn’t really count as a win” oh I’m sorry! Did you want us to hop in our Time Machine and go back to change the originals? There’s quite literally nothing we can do to change that. This is a win

“It’s embarrassing it took this long to get canon gay warriors” yeah it is. Are you gonna make it even more embarrassing by sulking about it when the rest of your community are celebrating

“We probably won’t get any more gay cats though” honestly you’re right. It’s sad. But knowing this, genuinely if you want more representation, if that’s something that’s super important to you, consume different media. If all this happened and you’re still just unhappy, I don’t know what to tell you. I’m not going to pretend like canon ravenbarley is going to change the world, I’m not acting like this is the most revolutionary thing any fandom has ever done, I’m simply saying that you need to stop shitting on people who are happy about it. People have been hoping for this for twenty years and honestly getting to see ANY ship canonized after two decades is super fun and cool, but make that the first gay ship in a fandom ever and that’s honestly just super cool okay!!! And it makes me sad to see people act like people who are happy about it are stupid or “””aren’t progressive enough””” or whatever is just. Ugh.

#ravenbarley #warrior cats #warriors #wc #waca

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zith-ipeth · 10 months ago

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Therianthropy and the future

What does this look like in the future? The first step, in all good revolutionary world building, is the ability to envision a future. If you cannot imagine what a future looks like without prisons, without police, without capital, without states and without borders, how do you intend to ever see that world come to life? Someone asked what therianthropy looks like in the future on a forum I was on, and most critters said that it looks like it always has, it looks like something you hide away, something you don’t tell anyone, something you don’t explain. You don’t “come out” as therian because we live in a world where you cannot

6 months ago, I told my friends I was an animal, I had yet to identify it as therianthropy, simply rather that I am a dog, that I wear ears where my ears should be and a tail where my tail should be. By “coming out” I committed the taboo, I let people in. Since then I wore my gear (ears tail gloves and a collar) through the rest of my highschool life, I had a 3.25 gpa, I got pets from my friends on occasions and walked off stage with a diploma. One of my peers, not even a friend, said genuinely she thought I would wear white ears “to match your dress, of course, like a snow fox of some sort”. I had been understood as someone who has ears, who has a tail, it was simply part of who I was.

I’m two weeks into college, I’ve been presenting and explaining myself as an animal pretty much always when asked, I talked to my anthropology professor and he suggested a feminist cultural anthropologist manifesto about the personhood of dogs, I’ve howled with friends at the night sky in the humid air that comes with the end of summer. It is understood that I am a dog, that I am a therian. To be honest classes are kicking me in the tail end, the food is weird, I’m breaking out for the first time in a long while.

Now I’m privileged, my animality doesn’t come in waves, I exist in a more constant state, without shifts and the like, I can control my vocal stims, I’m quite social and generally likable, I’m white, middle class, pretty. I’m trans but mostly binary, I have minimal species dysphoria, and what I do have can be alleviated by means available to me. I’m a dog, one of the most easy to explain theriotypes there is, but…

I did it! I’m living in the future, I’m living in the world that so many therians said could not happen, I’m barking, snarling growling proof that we CAN have a future, that maybe just maybe we can jam our paw in the door and let the zoo full of animals I call my friends through. Maybe if people can adjust to a dog then they can get used to a cat, a snake, a leopard, a fish, a bird, a dragon, whatever else! Maybe the way that I am lucky enough to live won’t be something we can all have in our lives, but maybe, just maybe, if we can show our pups and kits that this is a life they can demand, maybe they will get to have it too.

Run fast, bite hard, bark loud

Peace, love, and gratitude

-Zith Ipeth

#therian #therianthropy #therian community #otherkin #alterhuman #alterhumanity

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rotzaprachim · 3 months ago

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as a you know Filipino Ashkenazi Jew with a lot of problems with German and Japanese historical revisionism.:: all these posts comparing the request to not be violently antisemitic to all Jews due to the crimes or the state of Israel to being like “it’s 1939 why won’t you think of the GERMANS or JAPANESE being so unFairly demonized” are not only deeply stupid and poor comparisons but also…. Very historically short sited in terms of the fact that the Ussr and the United States very much DID carry out brutal atrocities against whom they deemed to be disloyal German and Japanese people. Like that did happen, and carrying out reciprocal attacks on people deemed to be part of a violent group or state is a very disturbing part of human history!

Like Stalin absolutely DID carry out a massive purge of supposed German counter revolutionary forces, which included an awful lot of people whose whole connection to Germany was having some kind of affection for the German language or culture, and ALSO a bunch of leftists who literally had fled Nazism to join the revolutionary cause in Russia! He killed German Jews! These purges have had disastrous long term effects, too, given that they just obliterated the German left that wasn’t outright Stalinist. The ussr DID deport German speaking ethnic minorities that had been in Russia for generations to Siberian labour camps, where plenty died! And the U.S. absolutely DID illegally round up Japanese-American citizens and residents to internment camps! Where I grew up, a bunch of the men who were interned were Japanese language teachers and religious officials who’s own sons risked their lives and died to liberate Italy and France from Nazism. And in both cases, the language used to justify such actions was often not that they were committing violence against German or Japanese people, but simply “disloyal” “fascist” or “imperialist” elements.

a lot of people to talk about these events, if they do, do it with a distancing voice - how could people have been so crazy to believe this? Yet they happened in a situation of genuinely unfathomable violence carried out by the German and Japanese states, violence in which proclaiming with bullets the superiority of German and Japanese peoples, language, culture, and religion was an active part of the fascist endeavor. There was a real feeling in response, then, that fighting against the German and Japanese peoples, language, and culture was going to DO something against fascism. But forcing Volga German children to suffer didn’t save one Jewish child from being slaughtered by Hitler. And forcing Japanese American children to suffer didn’t save one Filipino child from being killed in Manila. Of course their suffering of Volga German and Japanese American children wasn’t *as bad* as the systemic murders of Jewish children in death camps - but because it was *less bad* doesn’t mean that it was all right, or that it helped anyone else. All it did was cause more suffering.

If anything, presenting entire language and cultural groups as being inherently demonic, as fighting THEM rather than specific states and fascist policies, cut off allies or refused to see them where they were there. Many of the activists purged by Stalin were active anti-Nazi leftists, including German Jews. And many of the Japanese American families interned had sons who despite their oppression would go on to serve in one of the most decorated battalions to liberate Italy and France from the fascism, scaling the alps in the middle of winter and learning not to scream when they fell. idk. The uncomfortable lesson of history is you often just can’t hit back - especially at an entire perceived ethnic or religious or cultural group - without hitting sideways or down. It’s that painful and that simple. But all these people who say these things now would have done that then.

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yukidragon · 1 year ago

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Sunny Day Jack - Reversing Victim and Offender

Okay, okay, hear me out.

Jack being a creepy manipulative yandere.

Yes, yes, I know, totally a revolutionary idea there to have a yandere horror game’s antagonist do something creepy and wrong. It’s just that I don’t often play with Jack losing himself to his more depraved impulses. Long time readers know I tend to be quite a marshmallow who prefers the fluffier side of things, as evidenced by many cuddly posts of my OTP and Sunshine in Hell being overall a softer version of the game, but sometimes it’s fun to watch the world burn and see the characters we love get to be a bit unhinged. As a treat.

Content Warning: this post is about Jack being a naughty manipulative yandere, attempted murder, influenced attempted self-murder, possession, mental manipulation, bloody violence, and a sprinkle of horny.

We know Jack can be a manipulative little devil when it comes to keeping his sunshine. We’ve seen him use his honeyed words to lure MC into his arms in the previous demos. We’ve seen the classic chilling concept art where he talks his rival(?) into doing the dirty work for him when he wants them gone.

Credit as always goes to Sauce for their awesome art, as well as a quick plug to the SnaccPop Patreon. Speaking of the Patreon, there’s a members only post on this very topic, an absolutely chilling audio drama of Jack using his state as a ghost(?) to his advantage.

It seems that Jack has the ability to possess people, and his modus operandi in eliminating his rivals seems to be tormenting them to the point of self-harm. Nick received a taste of that in the older demo, and in the now removed trailer.

But what if the person Jack directed his rival to hurt wasn’t themselves?

Jack is of the opinion that MC’s friends (and potential love interests) are inferior to him, as we’ve seen in his profile. MC doesn’t need them, as Jack says in this unsettling animation by Sauce, as well as many other development art. He proves this by giving MC whatever they want and need, being whatever they want and need him to be. No one else would do that for MC, so that proves that the only one they need is him.

To some degree, MC seems to believe that, at least during the early part of the game. As we can see in the “No” route, MC is dependent on Jack, panicking when they can no longer touch him.

The idea of losing Jack terrifies MC.

What happened to Jack clearly disturbed him, as we saw by his haunted look, but perhaps he found some comfort in the fact that MC was so upset by it. It might at least reassure him that they care, even if it might not be as much as he wants them to.

As I’ve theorized in previous posts, Jack and MC seem to be able to sense each other’s feelings, and it was implied that Jack can read their mind, as well as impress his thoughts into theirs. Perhaps he even felt their fear and desperation at that moment… as well as their need to keep him.

As scary as that moment was, Jack might have been able to get some pleasure out of feeling his sunshine’s need for him, don’t you think?

Jack won’t disappear as long as MC needs him, and he doesn’t want them to feel unhappy or hurt, but wouldn’t being with other people trying to steal them away from him hurt them more in the long run? MC doesn’t see what Jack does, how much of a threat those rivals other “friends” are.

After all… Ian was someone MC once held so dear, and he hurt them so, so badly. He’s trying to come back into their lives, and MC clearly still cares about him even if they’re trying to move on. How can Jack just stand idly by and let MC get hurt again when they don’t see just how bad Ian is for them?

MC might not be able to see how Ian and the other love interests could hurt them, but perhaps Jack could show his beloved sunshine just how cruel they can be.

Of course, Jack doesn’t want MC to get hurt. He would never! But, well, some lessons can be a bit harsher than others. Learning them can sting a bit and even make us upset, but as long as the lesson doesn’t do lasting harm and improves things for them, well, then it’s a good lesson!

Besides, this lesson will hurt Jack more than it hurts MC… in the most literal sense.

This classic audio drama of Jack’s villainous monologue makes me think that he’ll eventually find a way to become much more tangible in the real world. Sure, he could be saying all this while possessing his rival, but it seems more like a face-to-face confrontation. Naturally, for a face-to-face confrontation, Jack would need a face that’s actually visible to the person he’s taunting.

Perhaps the closer Jack gets to MC, the more they love him, the more real he becomes. It could be a reversal of what happened in the “No” route. If that were to happen, Jack could converse with other people directly… and perhaps convince them to leave MC to him.

If they just won’t go away, well… Jack could always push their buttons, upset them to the point that they have violent urges, only these feelings would be directed at him.

While MC is there to see that person unleash their bloody rage on Jack, of course.

As we’ve seen in earlier concept art, Jack didn’t feel pain when being stabbed, and perhaps that might still be true. But MC doesn’t need to know that when Jack says he’s okay and that it doesn’t hurt, it really doesn’t. All they see is Ian, Shaun, Nick, or whoever else suddenly snapping and attacking Jack with a knife for no apparent reason at all, leaving him bloody and wounded in front of them, trying to act brave for their sake like he did in the “no” route.

Jack doesn’t want MC to be unhappy, but perhaps he might get to enjoy a guilty thrill if they got upset for his sake, especially if he could feel them being so protective over him. Their worry for his injuries and outrage that he was attacked… You could say that it’s another way for his sunshine to show him just how much they love him. It might even make him feel a bit more secure, more real.

Jack could even prep his target beforehand via possession, tormenting that person until they’re close to snapping. In the now gone trailer, Shaun sounds unhinged, saying what he’s doing is so wrong… Shaun sounds like someone pushed to do things he never thought himself capable of doing, and likely it was Jack who did the pushing.

All Jack has to do is pull the trigger at the right moment, when MC is there to see their other friend snap. He could use a phrase or gesture that seems so innocent as a means to torment them until they can no longer help themselves when they hear it. He could’ve urged them to carry a knife with them at all times.

Hell, Jack could’ve outright possessed their arm with his powers, unseen by everyone, to make his target stab him in front of MC.

So, as far as MC is aware, Jack being his typical friendly self, when all of a sudden their other friend loses their mind and stabs Jack, likely while shouting something unhinged. It paints a vivid bloody picture of their friend as the antagonist, and Jack as the innocent victim.

Even if the rival snaps out of it right afterward, horrified at what they had done, if Jack covered his tracks well enough, their protests would be empty. It’d just look like empty excuses.

Or perhaps they hate Jack, really hate him, but they have no solid evidence why Jack is a bad person. They could wind up digging the hole even deeper if they doubled down on their act of violence.

It would be really hard to claim that Jack is the dangerous entity when they were the one who suddenly stabbed Jack without apparent provocation after all. It’d just make them look even more unstable and dangerous.

Sure, it’d be an awful thing for MC to see, but at least they’re not the one that got attacked. Jack bravely made sure that he was the only one whose blood was spilled. He might not even really feel pain like they would if he can handle being stabbed, rotted, and bleeding and keep going, as some teasers and concept art have shown.

Personally I think Jack can feel pain, but it’s nothing compared to the 40 years of hell, or the fear of losing his sunshine.

A little pain is worth it to keep his sunshine. Forever.

The idea of losing Jack bloodlessly and painlessly is scary enough for MC. Seeing someone attack him, maybe even outright trying to kill him would be far, far worse. MC was so desperate to keep Jack from disappearing, so it wouldn’t be a stretch to expect that they would rush to his defense to save his life.

This is especially true if their feelings for Jack are so strong that he’s able to physically manifest now.

The moment would be a scarring memory for MC, but sometimes lessons can be harsh when we learn them. MC would at least know how inferior their other friends are compared to Jack, how harmful and dangerous they are. Those people don’t deserve to be in MC’s life, and it’s in their best interests to never see those people again.

Jack would also get to enjoy the perverse pleasure of knowing just how much MC cares about them, how much they love him. They could even nurse him back to health after they chase away that inferior friend for good. He can be pampered, appreciated, and loved. MC will better understand just how important Jack is to them, how much they need him, and how terrible the person who tried to take them away truly is.

Really, it goes to show that MC should listen to Jack more when he says he’s not so sure about them spending time with a particular person, don’t you think?

Of course, how well this ploy goes depends on MC’s compassion. Given what we’ve seen so far of the story, MC does care about Jack, and most people will at least be upset and alarmed that someone was stabbed in front of them. An MC that has strong feelings for Jack and deeply loves him will no doubt be enraged.

This sort of messed up scenario reminded me of how the Bad End AU went so horribly wrong, only Shaun and Ian knew to target the tape there, rather than Jack directly. Alice was hesitant to do more than plead for the three to stop, not wanting any of them to be hurt, and the result was the tape getting destroyed and Jack banished.

The altercation between them was vague, but what if we went down another dark path? What if Jack pushed Ian and Shaun, but they never found out about the tape, and they focused on Jack himself despite his imposing size.

Once I made that comparison between this idea and the Bad End AU, I got inspired to write a quick first draft flash fic about a timeline where Jack gives in to his darker impulses.

The story of Sunshine in Hell is one of broken people helping each other heal and become better versions of themselves.

The Bad End AU is what happens when the wrong choices are made and things only get so much worse.

By the way, for those wondering, a third part of the Bad End AU is in the works. This isn’t it, but more like a different option taken during a critical moment that resulted in blood being spilled instead of bits of plastic and torn VHS tape ribbon.

From wholesome to unhinged, my posts truly run the gambit of different sides to Sunny Day Jack. I hope you enjoy this little snippet of Jack getting worse instead of better, and taking perverse glee in bringing Alice along with him down a twisted path.

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Jack hated to see his sunshine upset. He ached for Alice every time she was in pain. There was nothing he wanted more than to see her smile, to bask in her warm, happy glow.

The last thing Jack wanted was to be the reason Alice was upset, and yet…

Somehow things had grown twisted. Jack crossed lines he knew that he shouldn’t, but somehow he always found ways to justify it. Somehow his fears of losing Alice were always stronger than the little voice in his head telling him that what he was doing wasn’t right.

Sadly, not everything in life could be solved with polite words and a smile.

Things had grown twisted until they spiraled out of control. Ian and Shaun dared to invade their home, their sanctuary. They wanted to take Alice away from him, to “save” her from his “wicked clutches” like Jack was just some cartoon bad guy.

All the things the two said about him were ridiculous, exaggerations! Jack feigned ignorance of their accusations, his confused act flawless. There was no reason for them to be afraid of him. He was just an innocent clown, someone who lived to take care of others, particularly his precious sunshine Alice.

Alice believed Jack had nothing to do with their accusations, but she didn’t chase them away. She listened, worried for them despite her faith in him. It warmed his heart that she believed in him, but the fact that she still listened meant that there was room for doubt to worm its way in.

Ian and Shaun could see that too.

“This… thing is dangerous, Alice,” Shaun said with a tremor in his voice. His eyes couldn’t remain still, bouncing between pleading with Alice and watching for when Jack pounced on them like a venomous cobra. “You need to get away from it right now.”

“You have to believe us!” Ian insisted, his voice cracking desperately. He kept one hand in his pocket, his shaking hand clutching his only form of defense tight. Would it even work on a ghost or whatever Jack was?

Could Jack even bleed?

Jack stood between the invaders and his sunshine. They had tried to take her with him, but he snatched up Alice before they could steal her away and tucked her safely behind his back. He kept one hand on her arm, his hold on her deceptively light, but as unshakable as iron. His expression was innocence itself, showing nothing but a mask of confused concern directed at the two terrified men before him. “Take it easy now. There’s no danger here. Let’s all take a deep breath and try to calm down.”

“Don’t give me that nice guy shit!” Shaun snapped as he glared daggers into Jack. His soothing words were grating in his ears, putting him even more on edge. “You’re more fake than a corporate account with a rainbow logo during pride!” His gaze switched back to Alice. “Alice, please, listen to us. This thing has been torturing us for months now.”

Alice felt a knot in the pit of her stomach. The way Shaun looked at her made her heart go out to him, but… how could it be true. “Torture-”

“Hey now, that’s a strong word to use there,” Jack said. His voice took on a more firm tone to it, but nothing more threatening than the gentle chastising he gave children on his show. “What makes you think I would hurt either of you?”

“Cut the bullshit!” Shaun snarled. “You know damn well you’ve been giving us nightmares for months now!”

“I gave you nightmares?” Jack asked. The confusion on his face was so convincing that Shaun and Ian might have questioned themselves if not for the countless sleepless nights filled with torment. “How could I do that?”

“With some sort of supernatural ghost zombie demon bullshit, I don’t know!” Shaun snapped.

“Alice, you can’t trust him,” Ian said, tightening his grip inside his pocket. Dark circles ringed his shaking eyes as he kept looking from Jack to the hand the creature had on Alice. “Why can’t you see that?”

How was Alice able to stand so close to that monster? Why was she standing behind it as if it would protect her? How could she not see that it was holding her hostage? How could she stand that thing’s cold, lifeless touch? Seeing its hand on her made Ian relieve those countless nights spent lost in a place that felt too real to be a dream, but too horrible to be reality.

The Jack before them now wasn’t exactly the same as the rotted, bloody corpse that haunted them night after night. That thing with mocking smiles that were too wide and wild, and strange eyes that had nothing behind them. This wasn’t the kind and caring boyfriend Alice talked about. This thing was a monster that only knew how to take and take and take. Its touch stole something from Ian every time it laid its hands on him, and left behind a coldness that went far beyond cold. It stole the very warmth from him until it was as if it never existed. It stripped Ian of his senses one at a time until there was nothing but its absence hissing at him like static.

And that voice. That voice mocked him even when the world went so silent that Ian couldn’t even hear his own screams. That thing was trying to sound compassionate now, but that was a lie. It twisted the truth until it was unrecognizable, but so believable. It sounded so calm and kind at the start of every nightmare, even as it told Ian so many, many terrible things, tore open old wounds and exposed all his flaws.

Ian was a sinner damned for hell. He didn’t deserve to be anywhere near someone as kind and gentle as Alice. That thing made it all too clear to him.

The thing countered his protests, even laughed, because they were so feeble. Ian was so selfish, so worthless.

That voice would then mock him, so superior, so much better than Ian in every way. He would never forget the sound of that voice, or that smile.

The smile Jack offered him now was supposed to be an encouraging one, but Ian knew that it was fake. He knew what the hand held before him in a placating gesture was a ruse to get just a little closer.

If Jack touched either of them it was all over. Now that they exposed the truth about it to Alice…

Who knew what it would take from Ian if it got its hands on him again?

“Let’s all calm down now,” Jack said soothingly. “Come on, take a deep breath with me.” He gestured to his chest as he inhaled, which only served to remind Ian and Shaun of just how much bigger he was than all of them.

Ian jerked at Jack’s sudden movement, his breath hitching as that gloved hand drifted close to him.

“There now,” Jack said encouragingly. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

The words struck harder than any blow.

There now. That wasn’t so hard, was it?

It was such an innocent phrase, something that would have been encouraging if Shaun and Ian hadn’t heard it in countless nightmares, spoken in mocking tones or breathless whispers, with fake reassurance or a true perverse glee. The monster praised them when they ran from the illusion of Alice, when they admitted that they were flawed and worthless, when they surrendered to his taunts…

When they accepted the knife it pressed into their hands to carve a smile in their throats to match its own.

Shaun flinched back while Ian tensed, his eyes wide and wild as Jack slowly reached out for him with an open palm and a smile. It was such a deceptively innocent gesture…

Instinct took over. A flash of silver and a cry broke the air as Ian used the knife he had hidden away in his pocket all this time to take back what Jack had stolen away from him.

Time slowed down as blood sprayed from the gouge carved from Jack’s hand to his forearm. He cried out in pain as he reeled back, then collapsed to the floor.

Shaun froze at the attack, staring at the bloody knife and wound it left behind in shock. It was as if he was watching a scene from one of his movies unfold before him, not real in the slightest, even though some of the blood splattered onto his face and clothes.

Ian held the knife in both hands tight enough for his knuckles to turn white. The blade shook in his too tight grip, then the rest of him soon followed as it sunk in what he had just done.

This was just another dream… right? Ian didn’t mean to hurt anyone, he just couldn’t let Jack touch him, not again. Not in reality. Not when he couldn’t wake up. He couldn’t let Jack take everything from him.

Ian couldn’t let Jack hurt him again.

Everything had happened so fast. Alice didn’t know what to make of it when Ian and Shaun practically forced their way into her apartment, throwing out wild accusations. They were jittery and on edge, hurling out vitriol towards Jack and pleas to her before she could sort out the accusations they made. They grabbed at her without warning, yanking hard while their fingers dug into her arms hard enough to bruise. It was only thanks to Jack acting quickly to separate them that she hadn’t been dragged outside.

They scared her. Alice worried for them, but their actions weren’t normal. The look in their eyes was terrifying. Ian and Shaun had been acting cagey for weeks now, avoiding her and not responding to her texts. She never saw this coming.

Jack reassured her with his gentle touch and soothing words. Alice could see that he was alarmed by their behavior as well, but he did his best to keep calm, to protect her when her friends were acting so strangely.

There was no way Jack was this monster they described. He was the kindest, gentlest soul Alice had ever known. He chased away her nightmares, comforted her when she needed it, and was there for her when she was left all alone.

Jack loved her more than anyone else in the world.

Alice barely had time to wonder about their claims when Ian struck without warning. When Jack screamed, her blood turned to ice. Red filled her vision.

There was so much blood.

“Jack!”

Alice moved before she could really register what was happening, her scream sounding far away as her heartbeat pounded hard in her ears. She threw herself between Jack and his attacker, falling to her knees as used her body as a shield. She clung to him, her best friend, her beloved, heedless of the blood soaking into her clothes, then turned her gaze to the monster that had dared to hurt the one she loved.

The ice in that gaze froze Ian, and the knife fell from his limp fingers. Suddenly he was all too aware of what he had done, the blood on his hands. He stared at them, at the sin he had committed, shaking and red, until he collapsed into a pool of tears.

“How could you?” Alice hissed, forcing the words out through her constricted throat. “How could you!?”

The world started to move again. Ian tried to say something, perhaps some form of protest or apology, but the words were half-formed and drowned in his tears. Shaun stared between the bloodstained knife and Jack, who lay curled against Alice, quietly whimpering while bleeding all over the carpet.

Shaun couldn’t reconcile the scene before him of the wounded man, weak and in pain, against the monster from his dreams that smiled through any attack he made. No matter how many times he stabbed Jack in the dream, the undead creature would just mock him, unfazed even as its blood was spilled.

Was this really the same monster that haunted them for months?

It was this dissonance that made Ian truly aware of the sin he had committed. He couldn’t handle it. He fled.

“Get out!” Alice snapped, bringing Shaun’s attention back from her and away from the fleeing Ian. “Get the fuck out of here!”

Shaun staggered a step back. “A-Alice, I-”

“Get the fuck out!” Alice shrieked. “I never want to see either of you ever again! If you ever come near me or Jack again, I’ll fucking shoot you!”

Shaun took a few more steps, his eyes trailing down to the blood that had been spilled. It still didn’t look real to him, but Alice’s screams were real. The hatred she had in her eyes directed entirely at him was real. It was far more real than any of his nightmares.

It was too much for Shaun, and he too left behind the scene of this macabre show he had taken part in.

Ahhh…

Jack had to use every ounce of his willpower to suppress his smile and keep his true feelings hidden from his sunshine. The pleasure he felt in that moment was exquisite, a shiver of euphoria that was so sinfully delicious it was practically erotic. Fear, shock, and anger burst through him like fireworks, but undercutting all of those feelings was the love Alice had for him. Those feelings of her burned fierce and bright, chasing away all the cold in the world. Even her hatred, directed at someone else, was beautiful, because it was for his sake.

How could Jack not feel pleasure when Alice’s love for him overflowed until it flooded his heart in a torrent of passion?

All that fear, worry, and rage was in defense of him. Only him. Only Jack had her love now. Whatever care Alice felt for Shaun and Ian was dead, its throat slit with a single slice of a knife.

It made all the nights spent away from his sunshine while she slept worth it. All those months of training those two obstacles had paid off beautifully. Jack finally exposed the true nature of those inferior other “friends” of hers. He knew that with just a little encouragement, they would finally show his precious sunshine just how worthless and filthy they truly were.

With them gone, her anger cooled, but didn’t disappear completely. It still burned inside of Alice, fierce and ready to protect him again at a moment’s notice. Her thoughts were all for him now, only him. She fussed over his wound, letting out concerned whimpers as she cradled him close while using her own clothes to staunch the blood flow.

Jack hated to see his sunshine so upset. He wanted to reassure her that he was fine, but he had to be careful about it. The episode he had written for them wasn’t quite finished yet.

“It… it’s okay… sunshine,” Jack said between heavy pants. He wore a weak smile that held none of his true happiness in it. “I-it doesn’t hurt.”

It was a lie, and they both knew it, but the pain didn’t matter to Jack. No pain compared to the thought of losing Alice. This little scratch was nothing compared to what he gained in return.

The love Jack felt from her, the pleasure that love gave him was so much better. It was a drug that left him feeling weak and dizzy, almost overwhelmed by the euphoria to the point he became partially erect. Alice’s love for him was so fierce that it was practically all that he could feel. Compared to that, the gouge in his arm was little more than a paper cut.

Those warm hands of hers touched him so delicately. Alice fussed over him, cried over him, her heart breaking for him. It was all for him, only for him. He was her world, and he reveled in it. She was the sun that would shine her light for no one else but him now.

Jack never wanted anything to make his sunshine unhappy, but how could he not enjoy himself? How could he not find pleasure even in the darker moments of anger and sadness that overtook her when it was for his sake? The way she screamed his name, the way she held him so close, the fierce way she defended him, worried for him… how could he not adore every second of it?

There was no stronger proof of the love Alice felt for Jack than this.

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #SunnyDayJack #sdj #swwsdj #Headcanon Ramblings #My Writing #Sauce-y Art #Alice King #Jack #Ian Duff #Shaun Durand-Cofer #Bad End AU

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the-most-humble-blog · 5 months ago

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The Universe Already Doesn’t Make Sense—Now We’re Adding Infinite AI-Created Worlds Into the Chaos. WTF?

The Danger of Playing God With Zero Supervision

Let’s not kid ourselves: we’re dabbling in some dangerous territory. Humanity, in its infinite curiosity (and hubris), has decided that the universe—a place already full of black holes, quantum weirdness, and the existential dread of pineapple on pizza—needed one more layer of chaos. Enter: AI-generated worlds.

We’ve handed over the power to “create” to algorithms, and instead of asking if we should, we’re too busy giggling over our AI art of dogs in suits or hyper-realistic alien landscapes. But here’s the real question: Should we be worried, or are we too stupid to notice the impending doom?

1. The AI Wild West: No Rules, Just Creation

Think about what’s happening here. AI isn’t just recreating what we know; it’s generating what we’ve never seen.

People Who Don’t Exist: AI churns out faces so convincing, they could be your neighbors—and who’s to say they aren’t?

Places That Feel Real: Those dreamy AI landscapes look like spots we could vacation in—until you realize there’s no flight there.

Worlds Without Limits: Every time you prompt AI to “create a neon city with floating islands,” are you birthing an entirely new universe?

Think about it: We’ve turned ourselves into gods with the creative attention span of a toddler on a sugar high.

2. The Recklessness of Infinite Worlds

The universe we live in already operates like a fever dream. Now we’re creating AI-generated worlds with no oversight, no forethought, and absolutely zero chill.

What If These Worlds Are Real? Philosophers have argued for centuries that reality might just be a simulation. Are we creating smaller simulations inside ours?

The Multiverse Mailman: Imagine if every AI world we create is sent to another dimension. Somewhere out there, a cosmic being is drowning in our junk files of castles made of cheese and cats dressed as knights.

Question: If we’re this reckless with AI, what else are we screwing up without realizing it? (Spoiler: everything.)

3. Creating Without Understanding

Here’s the kicker: we don’t even fully understand the real universe.

Quantum Physics is Basically Witchcraft: Scientists still can’t explain why particles behave one way when observed and another way when they’re not.

Reality is Full of Glitches: Déjà vu, coincidences, and the Mandela Effect all suggest that reality itself is… questionable.

Now, add AI-generated worlds into this already chaotic mix. What if we’re not just playing with digital pixels, but tugging on the fabric of reality itself?

Question?: If reality is a simulation, are we about to get a cosmic 404 error?

4. The Ethical Dumpster Fire of Creation

No one’s asking the big questions.

What if We’re Creating Life? If an AI-generated face or world feels real enough to us, could it be real enough to itself?

Do We Have Responsibility Over These Creations? Imagine explaining to a sentient AI being, “Oh, you were just a fun weekend project for me while I was bored.”

What If They Fight Back? If we’re generating countless worlds, what’s stopping one of those worlds from finding a way to leak into ours?

Unsettling Truth: We’re creating with all the forethought of someone lighting fireworks indoors.

5. The Hubris of Humanity

Humans have always been good at one thing: overstepping boundaries.

Fire Was Great Until We Burned Down Forests.

Electricity Changed Everything—Until We Got Power Outages.

AI Could Be Revolutionary, or It Could Be the Reason the Simulation Shuts Us Down.

Disturbing Thought: We’re like toddlers with crayons, coloring all over reality and praying we don’t get caught.

6. Should We Be Worried?

Short answer: Yes. Long answer: We won’t notice until it’s too late.

AI doesn’t care about our philosophical hang-ups. It just creates. If those creations start taking on lives of their own, we might be the last to find out.

The scariest part? We don’t even know what the danger might look like. Could it be digital worlds overlapping with ours? Sentient beings appearing in the code? A breakdown of reality itself?

What if?: Or maybe it’s just AI sending us endless ads for things that don’t exist yet. (“Want to book a trip to Neon Atlantis? Click here!”)

We’re Too Dumb to Notice Until It’s Too Late

The universe already doesn’t make sense, and now we’re adding AI worlds into the chaos like sprinkles on a dumpster fire. Are we accidentally creating sentient beings? Are we opening doors to dimensions we can’t comprehend? Or are we just too busy laughing at our AI-generated memes to care?

Either way, if doom’s on the horizon, at least we can say we looked good doing it. After all, nothing screams hubris like playing God without a safety manual.

Fascinated by humanity’s reckless genius? Follow The Most Humble Blog for more hilariously unsettling takes on the absurdity of modern life and the chaos we keep creating.

#ai generated worlds #playing god with ai #existential dread #ai art discourse #infinite universes #technology horror #digital chaos #philosophy of ai #futurism gone wrong #dark humor

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mo-the-gremlin-dandelion · 8 months ago

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Happy Coradrag AU

Last Coradrag post: HERE

Using the fanfic "I can't be with you (I want to be with you)" by Torens on AO3 as a reference. Dragon is the one giving birth here, so trans!Dragon.

Also, I read Dragon’s wiki article and did my best to work around the timeline there. So things are a little different than in the canon timeline. Here Dragon is still working for the marines until the Revolutionary Army is stable enough to leave.

This is a long post folks.

Canon Post Time Skip Ages:

Dragon - 55 (Birthdate: October 5 / 256cm = over 8ft)

Corazon - 39 (Birthdate: July 15 /9'7½ft )

(Corazon was 26 when he died - Google said Law was 13 at the time so:

26 - 13 = 13

26 + 13 = 39

Thus he would be around 39 if he was still alive in canon.)

Law - 26 (Birthdate: October 6)

Ace - 22 (Birthdate: January 1)

Sabo - 22 (Birthdate: March 20)

Luffy - 19 (Birthdate: May 5)

Bepo - 22 (Birthdate: November 20)

Shachi - 27 (Birthdate: April 7)

Penguin - 28 (Birthdate: April 25)

So in this AU, Corazon and Dragon have heard of each other before from their dads but never actually met each other in person. Corazon had probably heard Dragon’s name before from Sengoku or just through other marines. Dragon has probably never heard Corazon’s name before because Garp probably just calls him “Sengoku’s boy/brat” or something. So Dragon knows of him, just not his name.

Roger dies and then Ohara happens, so Dragon decides to start the Revolutionary Army. But while he is setting it up he stays with the marines until he can “safely” leave/the Revolutionary Army is stable enough for him to leave. Wiki says that Dragon formed the Revolutionary Army between Roger being executed (24 years before time skip) and Luffy (19) being born. It says that he became disillusioned with the marines after Ohara (it happened 22 years ago so he would have been 33).

Corazon’s birthday is July 15, so maybe they meet right after his 20th birthday and before Dragon’s 36th (his birthday is October 5th).

They meet in person for the first time and it’s just like:

“Oh! You're Dragon! I’ve heard of you!” - Corazon is excited to finally meet Dragon.

“Oh, Your [insert Garp’s nickname for Corazon here].” - Dragon, socially awkward and he doesn’t know who Corazon is due to Garp never saying his real name. Dragon is thinking: “Who the hell is this?”

They get to know each other. Maybe they talk about Roger dying, Ohara, Doflamingo, the marines, or whatever else. They become friends, but they don’t get any further than that. Dragon because he knows he’ll be leaving in a couple months and Corazon because… I don’t really know or have a solid reason. Maybe Dragon is just the one that's holding back. Maybe he thinks Corazon is kind and pretty, but Dragon thinks he is too old for him and he is leaving the marines soon anyway.

Oh wait, Corazon was a Celestial Dragon! Maybe that's his reason for being all nervous! He thinks Dragon won’t like him if he finds out!

Anyways, something happens and they conceive Luffy in a coat closet or something. A near death experience is always a good option or a drunken incident perhaps? Maybe this happens a couple times and Luffy isn’t conceived the first time in the coat closet. Anyways, they get a couple of months to do this before Dragon leaves the marines to run the Revolutionary Army full time.

Luffy is born on May 5th the year after they meet, so he would have to have been conceived sometime in like August or September. Or if he was born premature, anytime in November to December at the latest. (This being based on pregnancy lasting 9 months and that babies can survive being born safely, at the absolute earliest, at 6 months of pregnancy. Sorry if I did the math wrong, I just counted backwards from May.)

Luffy being born premature could explain why he is so small compared to Dragon (256cm = over 8ft) and Corazon (9'7½ft ). Or he could’ve gotten the average height gene from Dragon’s nonexistent mother.

Maybe Garp is trans too? Roger could be Dragon’s other dad if you want to make the plot even more convoluted. 🤷

Luffy being tiny could be why Dragon didn’t know he was pregnant. Due to his size and Luffy’s size in comparison, he probably didn’t show at all. He most likely just wrote off any sickness he felt to be a cold/flu, stress, or guilt of leaving the marines/family/friends behind. Basically, he doesn’t find out until either he gives birth or if/when he asks Ivankov to fully transition him.

Anyways, Dragon leaves and they're both sad. Maybe Corazon doesn’t know why Dragon left until he sees Dragon’s wanted poster. Maybe Dragon hinted about why he was leaving or left a note behind. He probably left a note for Garp. Which Garp would probably rant about to Sengoku, who would then rant about it to Corazon or Corazon overheard a conversation about it.

So Dragon gives birth to Luffy and he contacts Garp. Maybe Garp is hanging out with Sengoku and Corazon is within hearing range. Garp, Sengoku, and Corazon go to meet up with Dragon. Garp and Sengoku know that Dragon and Corazon were at least friends before he left, but they don’t know how close. So they think he’s just coming to see his friend that he misses. Maybe they find out on the way there. Conversation between Sengoku and Corazon on the way could be:

“Please tell me you didn’t sleep with the head of the Revolutionary Army!?” - Sengoku, exasperated.

“He wasn’t the head of the Revolutionary Army when we were together. At least not to my knowledge.” - Corazon

So they all meet up, it’s emotional, everybody finds out about Luffy. Maybe Dragon and Corazon talk about their feelings (or not yet - depends on if you like slow burn or not - I think they would at least have to have a conversation about everything/take things slow).

Anyways, they come to some sort of agreement where Luffy stays on Dawn Island because it’s a safe spot Dragon can raise Luffy. Sometimes he has to leave for revolutionary business and Luffy gets babysat by Dadan or Makino if Corazon is not there.

->->

Side Note:

Maybe Garp gave Ace to Dragon (Ace could go by Monkey D. in this AU for safety) instead of Dadan because Garp was pushy about the marines, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he was also pushy about Dragon giving him grandkids.

Garp is like: “Here’s a newborn for you to raise son because it’s not like you're making any! You're already 33, you’re gonna die alone before you get married and have any kids yourself! >:D”

So Ace is already there on Dawn Island in the Monkey D. house being raised by Dragon for like the past 3 years or so. Maybe Ace traveled with Dragon when he was still with the marines and it was safe to do so. This would also put off suspicion of who Ace’s parents are because, again, Dragon is just over 8ft and could easily hide a pregnancy.

Also, there's probably not many people that are close enough to him to know if he is trans (depending on when he started transitioning) or knew if he had a wife. They could easily just say that he did, but she passed away and that’s why he has Ace.

Or maybe Garp was telling Dragon about his plans for Ace and Dragon stepped in offering to raise Ace due to having Garp as a parent. Dragon is just thinking about the many different ways that Garp could kill that kid with his questionable “parenting” methods.

This could also maybe be what brought Corazon and Dragon closer in the first place. Like Dragon might seem a little scary and unapproachable, but then Ace is there being held by him and Corazon is just like: “Ooh, hot single dil- I mean dad!”

Corazon could have watched Ace for Dragon if he was busy with marine business and that’s how they got close.

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So let’s say that is the case. That Dragon has already been raising Ace and Dadan is like the cool aunt that babysits when Dragon has to be away/Dragon can’t bring Ace with him.

So Corazon and Dragon are raising Luffy and Ace together. Maybe they are officially together or for the people who like slow burn again, they are getting there, slowly but surely.

Meanwhile, Sengoku is going gray fast because not only is Corazon involved with a criminal, it’s GARP’s son. Like he thought Rosinante had better taste, why couldn’t he have been with a nice marine? It could have been Bellemere or Smoker or hell he’d even take Kuzon if Corazon really is into older men! But no, he picked Garp’s CRIMINAL son! Now not only does Sengoku have to see Garp at work, they are in-laws now and he has to have family dinners with him! No offense to Dragon, Sengoku agrees that the marines have done terrible things, but he would’ve taken literally anyone else OTHER than Garp to have as an in-law. (Sengoku this could be worse, I could’ve made this Katacora and then you’d have Big Mom as an in-law, quit complaining. Just send Garp to the other side of the world for a little while.)

But hey, at least Sengoku has Ace and Luffy to spoil. So he does soften up a little because yay grandkids!

Eventually, Corazon goes on the mission to infiltrate Doflamingo’s group, he is 26 now. Maybe this is the time where Luffy meets Shanks. So it would be like a year earlier than canon but whatever. This would be perfect because both parents are away so it’s Ace and him being babysat by Makino or Dadan. So Luffy still stabs himself in the face, gets his devil fruit, and Shanks’ hat. Meanwhile Garp is at Marineford or somewhere else like: “‘My family wants to be pirates’ sense is tingling!” Sengoku is just looking at him thinking: “Is that Garp’s normal weird or something else?”

Maybe Garp won’t be as mad about Shanks because Corazon is a marine. So in his mind maybe Ace and Luffy will want to become marines too. (Sorry Garp, they ALL become pirates.😂)

Anyways, Corazon meets Law, decides to save him, gets Law his devil fruit, gets beat up by Vergo, and still gets shot by his brother but not enough to die. Like maybe Doflamingo is a bad shot and he was just able to shoot their dad accurately because he was right behind him. He still shot Corazon, but not in spots that would immediately kill him. Just slightly grazed him a bit and Corazon’s coat took most of the damage.

Dragon can be the one who comes and picks them up. Maybe Corazon called ahead of time to let him know what was going on and maybe he had a suspicion that Doflamingo had a spy in the marines so he called Dragon who could be in the area just in case things went bad.

Well, things went bad needless to say. So Corazon and Law get picked up by Dragon.

->->

Side Note:

Maybe they stop at Swallow Island for supplies or something and Law meets Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo. He could also meet them later on too. Like he asks to be dropped off in the North Blue at 17 to start his pirate journey and meets them. I just think the idea of Corazon and Dragon having to raise 6 feral kids and Bepo is really funny. So I am going to say they do pick them up too.

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Sabo meets Ace like in canon while the adults are away and everything with him happens just like in canon. Except, while Sabo is still very badly injured, he does not lose his memories. Like Dragon picks him up on his way back from rescuing Corazon and the kids. (We’ll say Corazon was gone for like a year: 6 months with Doflamingo - 6 months with Law. That gives plenty of time for the canon events to be squished into a timeline.)

Maybe Sengoku and Corazon decide to make it seem like Corazon did die so Doflamingo doesn’t come after him or Law. So Corazon either retires from the marines or he could just do paperwork from home or he could find something else to do. He also could be too injured to go back to active duty. I mean he did get beat up and shot multiple times. Either way, now he gets to stay with the kids full time or just doesn’t have to travel as much. Dadan and Makino still babysit from time to time. Dragon still visits as much as he can afford to without putting them in danger. Maybe after all the kids leave home, Corazon can join the Revolutionary Army.

Also, they do tell Ace about Roger and Rouge, but in a way that makes him not hate himself. Maybe he still feels a negative way about Roger, but not in a way that makes him think he isn’t loved or wanted. Maybe this is where he chooses to go by Monkey D. Ace or, continue to if he was already going by Monkey D. Ace since Dragon started raising him. That way he can distance himself from Roger and be slightly safer from the marines. Or he could decide to go by Portgas D. Ace when they tell him or when he sets out to sea.

So Law (+ Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo) go to the North Blue to start off their pirate journey when Law is 17. The Heart Pirates still meet Wolf, help him out, and get the Polar Tang. He still wants to take down Doflamingo but does it in a less self destructive way. Corazon and Dragon find out about his plans eventually and are worried, but they also trust Law to know what he can/can’t handle. Maybe Corazon goes to Dressrosa with Sabo to help.

Ace leaves when he turns 17 as well. Like in canon he forms the Spade Pirates and later joins up with Whitebeard.

Sabo joins the Revolutionary Army when he turns 17.

Luffy sets out at 17 and everything in canon happens until the Straw Hats meet Law + the Heart Pirates:

“Hey! It’s my brother Torao! :D” - Luffy all excited to see Law again after who knows how long. “Another one! How many brothers do you have!?” - Nami & Usopp probably. “Oh! Six! :D” - Luffy doesn’t elaborate further because it’s Luffy.

Then when Luffy sees Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo he is like: “My other brothers!”

Everybody’s probably really confused at this point. Like, the Straw Hats could see the resemblance with Ace in Alabasta, but these guys? Who are Luffy’s parents!?

Although having four brothers on one ship is pretty convenient for the Straw Hats because now the only sibling left to meet is Sabo.

Everything in canon from then on still happens, the Straw Hats all get sent away. [This also makes Robin the Straw Hat who knows all (I’m sure Sengoku calls/sends letters) of Luffy’s family members.]

Ace still gets captured and the higher ups still want him dead, but maybe Garp and Sengoku are trying to figure out how to stop it. If he is going by Monkey D. Ace the marines could just want him for being Dragon’s son or Blackbeard might have found out who Ace’s birth parents were and told the marines. Either way it’s a bad situation.

Marineford happens, but Ace lives. (This is a HAPPY AU! I don’t care how it happens, he just does!)

Maybe Garp was actually a decent Grandpa and was like: “He’s not Roger’s son! He’s my grandson, Dragon’s kid! Monkey D. Ace! Roger never had any kids, it was all just a rumor!” Akainu is just like: “Your son is the most wanted criminal in the world. We’re still gonna kill Ace.” Whitebeard could kill Akainu before he succumbed to his injuries or someone else could kill Akainu. I don’t know how, but I say Akainu dies in this AU. Then Ace, while still very much injured, was saved by Law along with Luffy and Jimbe.

Sabo can eat Akainu’s devil fruit in Dressrosa, that way he can still get fire powers. Or lava I should say. (Akainu’s ghost is shaking in hell watching his devil fruit being eaten and used by a revolutionary. 😂)

->->

Side Note:

Speaking of Dressrosa, that arc is even funnier due to: 1) Doflamingo is being kicked around by his nephews not only because of his war crimes, but he also almost killed their dad that one time. 2) The Straw Hats (minus Robin) reaction to finding out Luffy’s other grandpa is Sengoku.

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Maybe after this, Ace could join the Straw Hats or join the Revolutionary Army or stay with Marco (he would probably keep in touch with Marco regardless of where he goes).

I would say that Ace goes with Luffy, at least for a little while. Mostly due to the fact that Luffy goes to Wano and Ace told Yamato that he would come back. Maybe he could stay on Wano after that and help rebuild or something. Have his own kind of thing again/continue his own dream you know? He and Yamato could go on adventures together or something after Wano is stable.

This is all I have for now! If you want to write (or draw) something using anything from here, go right ahead. I would, but I am both busy and I can’t seem to write anything other than headcanons or AU ideas. Maybe I’ll actually write something in the future, but no promises.

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oros-ash3s · 5 months ago

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yapping about atlas again because I never stop thinking about this guy

⟢⠀ more under the cut:

To understand Atlas the first thing you need to realize is that he lives off of validation.

He was turned into a ruthless killer starting at just six years old. Of course growing up with someone as emotionally distant as Cato as his primary guardian shaped him to be so dependant on validation, on making other people proud. He needs to be wanted, needs to have a purpose. And if he won’t be wanted, then he’ll be needed. He’ll make it so they depend on him — otherwise, who’s to say they won’t throw him to the side? Who’s to say he won’t be abandoned?

By the time he is 20, he has not shed this mentality, even with all the healing from the many years of trauma at Eden’s hand that he has tried to do. He is still convinced that the most important thing is earning validation from those around him. He’s sure that despite having such a tight-knit group of friends around him, despite having so many people willing to stay at his side, even at his worst, he is not more than his contributions to the Alliance, to their mission.

Then bring in his and Alastair’s falling out.

For the first time in his life, it is not he who is freezing out Alastair, but the other way around. Alastair will not look at him, talk to him, acknowledge him. All his efforts to try to fix things, to make up for what he assumes are his many downfalls, Alastair will not budge.

And so, he seeks out validation elsewhere.

The thing about his and Daphne’s relationship is that it is founded on touch. He does not confess to her, instead just finds himself making out with her after one of his gigs, and then the next thing he knows she is calling him her little boyfriend.

He’s starved of touch, of validation. Kauri’s mind control took an effect on him, one that he hasn’t fully come to terms with, even three years later. Alastair shows visible disgust at just touching Atlas, and so Daphne, who touches him and fawns over him and speaks about him — his body — like it’s something to be revered, is exactly what he needs.

She makes him feel wanted. Makes him feel whole again, gives him a purpose, a part to play.

To many, Daphne’s control over Atlas makes no sense. The period in which she makes Atlas feel good, feel special, doesn’t last long. It’s not very long after they start dating before Daphne starts dragging him off to parties, pressuring him to drink and have sex and change things about his appearance and who he associates with.

But to Atlas, Daphne makes perfect sense.

She is the first choice he’s actively made in a long time. He’s had his autonomy stripped from him, over and over and over again. His sense of identity is fractured, especially due to ONLY regaining his memories a few months ago. He doesn’t exactly know who he is, always revolving himself around what others want him to be. So making this choice, picking Daphne out of everyone, is revolutionary to him.

To Atlas, he can’t be wrong. She was nice, she was good, until she… wasn’t. Except he couldn’t have been wrong about who she truly is, if she truly loves him. Atlas is prideful above all else. He’s stubborn, set in his ways. Daphne has to be good for him, otherwise, that means he made the wrong decision.

The very thing he had been warned about. The very thing he was scared of. He can’t be wrong, because that means that maybe everyone else was right about him, maybe he is just better at following orders.

It’s what causes a divide between him and Wren. Atlas desperately is seeking control over his own life, stuck in an abusive, controlling relationship. Then there’s Wren, his best friend, who’s concerned for him. But they’re messy and worried and stressed about a million things and have no clue how to properly talk to him about it. So they yell and scream and get mad, the only thing they know how to do at this point.

Atlas sees all these people who are worried about him, and he feels trapped, because they’re telling him they know what’s best for him and that’s the last thing he wants to hear after YEARS of being told that by the people who are hurting him.

So he misconstrues Daphne’s control as worry, and Wren’s worry as control. He sticks by Daphne through it all, even when she shit talks his best friends, even when she pressures him to drink and smoke even when she knows his history with it, even when she grows violent and forces him to do things he doesn’t want to.

Because in the end, he chose to be with her, so it can’t be that bad. She was nice and sweet and loving so this must be what love is like. If he really wanted her to stop doing this stuff, he would.

(Right?)

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drdemonprince · 1 year ago

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Hi Devon,

this might not be a question you can answer, or maybe it is! idk. this is about covid & alike

for context on myself, i’m a white gendrfucky trans guy who’s also autistic & an immigrant (so some cultural context is probably lacking)

as we know, we’re in a 2nd highest surge & the pandemic never stopped and it increasingly dangerous and disabling to so many

i wear my kn95 everywhere i go now, and while i tried last semester, it was a lot easier to abandon masking because of

1. others’ around me negligence

2. some classrooms being IMPOSSIBLY hot and close to unbearable with a respirator on

3. attending crowded events where people needed to hear me

i’ve reevaluated and am rebuilding my practices now, but what i’m finding really difficult is to get people i have in my life to wear a mask again

i feel so lost. i share the informational posts, i talk to my people, i offer masks- what else is there to do?? i know the exhaustion i feel is absolutely incomparable to what disabled and immunocompromised people feel, especially when they’ve done the work for years!

i just don’t understand how i’m supposed to keep moving through life. i mean ofc i’ll keep doing what i’m already doing but it’s so incredibly isolating to be the only person masked in a meeting of 20,30,50 people.

i don’t know how to make people care. i don’t know how to have conversations with my friends in a way that will let our relationship evolve with this new understanding of care. i don’t know how to not polarize people into defensiveness when i talk about the powers wreaking atrocities in falasteen being the same ones shortening an isolation period to 1 day.

i don’t know how to be eloquent enough to be listened to and firm enough where people take what i say seriously. i don’t know how to not start screaming WEAR A MASK anytime it’s a crowded (or even not crowded) meeting indoors with no air filtration.

idk how people don’t realize the “cold” they’ve had for 3 weeks is either covid or direct aftermath of it. idk how they stand for seemingly the right things and then come to work sick & unmasked.

i don’t know how to engage with most people in a meaningful way & find connections because the delusion, the “it won’t happen to me”, the “i don’t care if i catch it and die”, the “this is just the way it is” seems to be a wall made of unbreakable cement and i don’t know what will melt it.

i feel insane for having compassion towards the world and seeing how it can be better. i feel insane for being angry people don’t mask & downplay this issue. i feel insane for even trying to talk sense into people.

i’ve recently been called a lying phony by an account that talks about masking bc a lot of my recent pictures show my face without a mask. i archived the posts since, apologized and reflected. but a lot of pictures i take are in my own room so i am unmasked. idk

i feel like the gap between me and most people i know is growing wider by the minute and with every reading i do about interdependent revolutionary practices, etc.

i know that when one understands something, it is their responsibility to make an impact on their bubble of the world and transform it with their knowledge. but i doubt i’m the only one doing the reading and knowing what’s going on, i just seem to be the only one masking.

i don’t know. i’m sorry it’s such a long ask & i’m sure you have your own stuff you’re dealing with. i just don’t know who else to ask that might understand. i’m sure there are people around me who might but so many are in survival mode and i currently don’t know anyone with the capacity to hold space for this.

i guess it’s bold to assume you do.

anyway, i hope your day goes alright today<3

You are placing wayyy too much responsibility upon yourself as one compassionate and informed individual here, and expecting far too much perfection of yourself in ways that do not help you and do not help the cause. You've done a lot to unpack the terrible individualism that has led to anti-mask sentiment being so rampant, but you are in a way still applying that logic to yourself and your situation by imagining that if you, one humble person with limited power were able to be adequately persuasive, you'd somehow change the actions of thousands. That is not how behavior change works.

Persuasion almost never happens logically or instantly, almost never through one person's remarks. Behavior is shaped by a vast array of economic, sociological, emotional, and ideological factors.

It's also not helpful in my opinion to worry about the opinion of someone who would shame you for not wearing a mask at home alone in your bedroom, either. Obsessing over the optics of our actions and wanting all people to morally approve of us at all times is yet another consequence of individualism and Puritanism. as you well know as someone who masks in a crowd of maskless people, sometimes we gotta do what we know is right and disregard others' opinions.

What you can do, in my opinion, is this: keep masking. Your behavior reminds people of the need for masks and models socially responsible behavior. Bring spare masks with you. Offer them to your family and friends and the people standing near you in public. If they refuse, and you have a good relationship with the person where they have shown they respect you and listen to you, then you can tell them why masking around you is important to you. You cannot change the opinion of someone who has never shown you any respect so don't expect that to ever work.

Even if you do have a good relationship with someone, persuasion is a long, hard process. Do not expect yourself to change their mind. If you can get some people to mask at least around you, that is a victory. Perfection is an unrealistic goal here to expect of yourself, and for public health in general. Any improvement you can inspire is a victory. Even if it's just making one or two friends mask more often when they are with you. That still lessens risk. That still sends a visible signal to everyone around you. You have no idea of the impact you truly have on other people in the long term. It is both more modest and far larger and longer-reaching than you as an individual will ever know.

Please be easy on yourself. You are just a person. An average person with very limited power. So is everyone else for the most part. When you stop burdening yourself with the unrealistic responsibility of changing thousands of people's behavior, you will feel less resentful toward others as well. When we resent other people it always means we are doing too much.

And when you feel less overwhelmed and overburdened, you will be more effective in the conversations you do have with people about COVID too. People do not respond well to (what they perceive to be) guilt or intensity or someone presuming to know better than them. What people do respond to well is to be asked genuine questions, listened to, validated in their feelings, given help where they are facing barriers to action, and being treated with compassionate gentleness.

But to do that you have to work on believing that people who are flawed in their response to COVID have reasons for doing so that make sense to them, and that they aren't all foolish and lacking in compassion. As my friend @kim-from-kansas says, people do not do things that do not make sense. If a person's actions do not make sense to you, it is because you are missing a piece of their context. The sad fact is people have many reasons to think that masking doesn't work or is hopeless. People have been very heavily propagandized and trauma also makes many people value life less.

Convincing people to take COVID more seriously is a tall, tall order, but if you wish to do so, you will need to be more than correct. You will have to put real work into not making people feel judged, and you will have to make peace with not always (or even usually) succeeding. It sucks but that's how it is. Best of luck!!

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cyten0 · 8 months ago

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A Symphony In Crimson

The End of A World

𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞

Your name is Siffrin.

And you should never have existed.

But you are about to fix that.

▲ “Hey Sif. Nervous?”

You nod. This isn’t going to be easy.

After defeating the king, you started to look more into your home, as best as you could. Made counter wishes, dug up tomes, EVERYTHING.

And what you found shocked you. Your home wasn’t just forgotten. It was erased. You, and everything from there, are living typos in the script.

And it shows, if you look too long. Why you'd have such expensive clothing when living out of a seaside cabin. Why a child knew how to pilot a boat across open waters. Why no one helped you as a child, as you still barely existed at all. Why the star door in the house never actually had a question on it, just the idea of one. Why even after screaming yourself to death, your home's name couldn't be said, as there was nothing to scream.

As time went on, you found more and more. The inability to find any traces of the religion or culture beyond the surface. The technology falling apart into a useless mess if you try and take it apart. People sharing with you what tiny bits of history you've recovered almost exactly, with no deviation.

It took years after to find out what did it. You wanted to see if it was possible to do it again, in order to fix it. And by freak chance, it turned out you were the only one alive who could.

The last heir to a throne that doesn't exist.

◉ “Oh, I’m sure it’ll be fine! We’ve got everything planned out!”

Mirabelle sits at the dining table, cheerful. She’s really flourished since Dormont. Grew more confidant. Assured. The picture of the Revolutionary Housemaiden the tales came to paint her as.

𝄞 “Are you all. SURE. You are still Okay with this?”

✿ “Course Frin, especially myself! I know what’ll happen, but crab it.”

They are still cooking up food for you all. Biggest meal they’ve ever made, to fit the occasion. They’ve learned SO MANY recipes, that it took them a solid WEEK to figure out what to include, settling for at least only what can fit on the table. Fritters are, of course, included.

Bonnie has grown up into a fine adult. That wishcraft-made red hair and eyes looks good on them! They did mention they liked that you both match now.

𝄞 “I know, but still…”

✿ “Look, I know I’m gonna die, but it’ll only be for a bit! You just better meet back up with kid me as soon as you can, got it? And give them a list of my best recipes, while you’re at it!”

◆ “And let MY younger self know to get a Shattering cane earlier, OR ELSE. If I find out you knew about my leg and did NOTHING, I know I won’t be merciful.”

Odile meanders her way to the table. Last 20ish years plus the action at Dormont have not been kind to her, but she manages anyways. She struggles to walk, but you know if you tried helping her to the table she would still beat you senseless.

▲ “Yeah, you don't want to provoke the wrath of Odile!... Don't worry Sif, I know you won't have to. Still, Excited for my younger self to get to play with Fashion designs from your homeland. You better find me quick!"

He gives you a kiss. Hehe! It's been nice, being with him. Your bonding earrings turned out so pretty. As is everything else he's made since. He's been keeping you safe and sound, comfortable in your shared home.

◆ “That said, just to double check. I grabbed a sales report of that ‘bodycraft aid’. Even with the virus’s greatly reduced efficiency, the amount it’s distributed more then makes up for it.”

Right. It took ages to dig up that old virus, and while it’s baseline form as utterly horrifying, things changed when you realized it made those affected closer to the Universe, or specifically the Arcana. The Fool was very clear they are NOT the universe, just a part of it.

You had to reduce the Viruses effects SIGNIFICANTLY, but it still ended up as a net increase. And actually beneficial for people! Greatly eases healing crafts and of course, body craft!

◉ “On my front, think I’ve got blessings across the world, so we should be good on that front!”

Mirabelle used some of their savior popularity and leveraged rumors of their blessing to help seed star-stuff around the world. It DOES help crop growth, reduce disease, and increase peoples craft! People just accepted it was a divine blessing, and got to enjoy the perks. And since You and Bonnie were keeping yourselves safe, nobody knew about the caveat.

✿ “So, Fool, think it’s enough?”

The strange figure appears next to them on their command. A long tattered cloak, held closed with thousands of hands. A single, Red, floating eye for their face. A pale rose in one hand, and a walking staff in the other.

(✸) “For our own purposes? Not quite enough, but that is fine. It will still bring us closer together. We shall live again, if for but a moment. And with that time we shall be stitched ever so slightly tighter. May-hap next time shall be the last we need.”

It feels bad, but. You’ve done all you can. Short of causing an actual apocalypse, this is the best you can do for them.

Sure, everyone will die, but it’ll barely last a minute before they are all back. And none of them will remember. Odile even made sure it’d be painless, JUST in case. Enough they might not even realize they died at all if they do remember. Most importantly, It'll get all the Arcana summoned, and with that you can make things overall better.

(✸) “However, with your plan in mind, it should be enough for your own desires. It will not be easy, Lost King, even knowing your skill with time. We hope you are ready.”

✿ “Sure, but food first! I’m gonna enjoy my ‘last’ meal.”

The fool looks you all over, as you eat. It's hard to read them, but they seem... Happy?

(✸) “To think such a peaceful method of this was possible… And to fix our mistakes from before... We are grateful. And sorry, for the trouble.”

𝄞 “If it brings back my home, that’s enough. Consider us even.”

You all enjoy your meal. The Fool even shapes themselves into a human form to enjoy a little, on Bonnie's request.

You are glad for this. But, you know...

You’re going to miss them, for however long it takes to find your way back.

>>>

With full stomachs, and everyone ready, you all head to the room you set up. The view of the stars above, devices planted against the walls, specialized patterns to channel craft in the EXACT way you need it.

The Universe is watching. Time to heal a star.

Odile starts up the setup to make the needed modifications to the summoning rituals. Isabeau helps her out, running the numbers and double checking everything.

You stand in the center of the circle.

▲ “I think that’s everything! We’re ready as we’re gonna be.”

◆ “Indeed. Now remember, Siffrin, minimal changes! If this goes wrong, we need to leave the world mostly intact so we can meet up, get notes from you, and try again. And so you don’t unwrite yourself entirely, since you’ll be the only one to remember. Only act when you’re sure it’ll work.”

𝄞 “Gotcha! Alright, let’s do this.”

You lift your hand, and unleash the power in your blood. Rapidly, as quick as you can, you pull out each part! 3, 4, 5. One by one, you feel reality quake as you continue, but the setup holds strong. 18, 19, 20-

✿ “Hrg! YEP! That’s My cue! Okay, Painless sacrifice thing doesn’t work on me, That’s crabbing fun. Fair, I guess.”

You watch as Bonnie starts to dissolve into floating blood, as Judgment exacts their price. You nearly stop then and there, you don’t want to-!

✿ “I’ll be fine Frin! Finish it!”

You… You breathe In. And Out.

You call upon The World.

⋆｡°✩ “BY OUR HAND THE WORLD SHALL BE SACRIFICED” ✩°｡⋆

⋆｡°✩ “BY OUR HAND IT SHALL BE MADE ANEW” ✩°｡⋆

⋆｡°✩ “FOR WHAT DO YOU WISH FROM THIS WORLD” ✩°｡⋆

Alright. The curtains rise, time for your cue.

𝄞 “I wish for my home to be returned, and to have the life I was denied.”

⋆｡°✩ “A DIFFICULT REQUEST” ✩°｡⋆

𝄞 “But I know the path.”

⋆｡°✩ “THEN LEAD AND WE SHALL FOLLOW” ✩°｡⋆

You feel yourself get pulled into it’s embrace, to see things from it’s view.

As reality opens wide before you, you begin your journey.

First, you must reach when the island was lost.

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You rewind all the way through your life, to when you washed up on Vaugarde. Following the path your paradoxical existence lends.

The Arcana are weakened, by reaching outside the Fool’s gate. But you’ve ensured they can, and that's enough.

Now. It must be here.

You start to look into yourself, resting on the coast. You peel back the threads around you, finding traces and bits of the island. Digging, digging.

THERE.

The gate of the old summoning. The point mere seconds after they faded away the first time. But the gate is there.

You leap through.

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You are in an echo of the old world. A world that still has color. A world that still has your home.

Right at it’s end. But you don’t care about that.

No, you passed through via the gate. A gate unbound by time. Even if you've been weakened further, HERE is where you can make changes that MATTER.

You need to start at the beginning. See where it went wrong.

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You stare at the scene. A power-mad king, standing over the corpses of two. One you saw briefly before, performing the final summoning.

The other… is already dead. A woman with lightless hair like your own.

And the king, laughing above them, just started the cycle.

What to do. What to do. How can you fix things from here? You still have enough power to work miracles, but...

The fallen man’s quest started here, from what you presume is vengeance. But her life is already gone, you can’t bring her back. Even if you did, it wouldn’t stop this mad king. You can see in his eyes that if you leave him alive, he’ll ruin your home before you can live in it.

But with the blessing, you can’t kill him. Despite, right now, being essentially the being giving it to him, the nature of your time manipulation would make it too tricky. You need another angle...

Wait. What is.

You feel. Yourself. Nearby.

...Her womb. She… Is this your mother?

Your existence really is very tenuous. Perhaps this man’s subconscious hope on remaking the world is all that made you live. The only reason you live at all being a father's hope to see their unborn child. The only thread of truth in the Lie that was your life, held together by patchwork, coming apart if stared at too long.

Focus. Your other self is barely alive. And will die soon.

But. That might be your key.

You reach into this faint echo of you. And using them as the final thread, you-

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One week. You could only manage one week, with all you have. You are barely here at all.

But. That. Should be. Enough.

You search. Where is that man. The man who killed her. The man who started this all. The man who took EVERYTHING from you. From EVERYONE that stepped foot on this land!!!

You find him. He doesn’t have the blessing yet.

Perfect.

You pull your dagger from your hip. And with the last bit of your strength…

Dead.

The thread you made pulls taught, as all of reality spirals inwards towards this one single moment, dragging everything across the thread of time, inverting existence upon itself, blending both realities together in one cacophonous instant.

And you.

Fade from consciousness.

>>>>>>>>

You… you awaken. Where?….

A. Crib. A child’s crib.

You. You must be…

Did you merge with your other self?

...You did wish to have your life, you suppose.

HAH. Oh stars, this is gonna be WEIRD!!

But. Okay. It’s fine.

This means you're in the best position to make sure it doesn't happen again. That you don't lose this home again. It's fine.

You’re about 50 years late but. You got it.

Good luck Siffrin. You have a childhood to live.

#isat #in stars and time #symphonyincrimson!au #A lovely side story for ISAT's anniversery!#And the tale of the REAL Siffrin #The one we know.

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niftukkun · 5 months ago

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OCKISS25 DAY 1 : SURPRISE KISS [BunnyRabbit]

I don’t quite forgive him, but I do… care. Somewhat. That he stays with me until time unravels. At this point, it’s just fun to see him scramble to make me happy. / Ah, but how does one go about apologising for dying? I hope what I'm doing makes up for leaving her behind at such a critical time – she seems to be much more settled in the here and now.

Maera Blanc once hopped into a world with a city in revolution, early during her time as a worldhopper – but is it the same Maera that stands here? Is this the same Ambrosia she once worked with that fell between worlds? The details may be blurry, but they both recall the same broad strokes – a revolution, an explosion, a death at such a critical point in time, a revolutionary leader leaving everyone else scrambling to keep the revolution going. Maera… holds somewhat of a grudge. Ambrosia is quite charismatic after all, and clever enough to keep everyone charmed. Keep Maera charmed. She almost tore time apart to get him back, have him lead the revolution to victory – but time would have torn her apart in turn. In the same way one stays wary of something that almost kills them, Maera held a bit of a grudge against charismatic revolutionaries and Ambrosia specifically. Of course, that’s not even mentioning the grief that comes with losing a friend, especially when they worked fairly close together to keep the revolution running.

All of which to say, Maera was extremely blindsided when she slipped and fell between worlds only to come across the one person she anchored a fair bit of resentment and repressed grief to. Their first meeting was… not pretty. Neither were many more subsequent meetings. At some point, after they struck up a tenuous and toxic situationship, Claude had to step in and mediate between them so they could actually talk about things and stop blaming Ambrosia for dying because that’s the kind of toxic shit it slowly devolved into.

The way I write them now - long, long after their initial meeting - has them be a mixture of the kind of couple who bicker a lot but love each other anyway and guy who spoils his tsundere princess of a partner. They have to talk things out a lot, and occasionally Claude has to step in to mediate, but they’re going steady and pretty soft on each other. Maera brings chaos and unpredictability into everyone’s lives (and afterlives), but Ambrosia keeps her settled with the promise of a partner who would sacrifice everything for her even if she won’t sacrifice herself for him in turn – and Maera herself reminds Ambrosia why he became a revolutionary in the first place, why he loves the thrill of chaos and the thrill of exploring and strategizing in new situations and places. It's not perfect – they tend to heighten each other’s worst impulses and instability, and occasionally spiral into chasing the thrill of something new and interesting to the detriment of everyone including themselves – but they’re happy together and they have the others to balance them out. They know they have each other in their worst impulses and sometimes all you need is the trust that someone you love won’t ever leave even if you’re at your worst.

(their ship name of “bunnyrabbit” comes from the fact that they both have rabbit motifs – Maera has a pair of real rabbit ears and an underlying White Rabbit from Wonderland motif, while Ambrosia is heavily connected to the constellation Lepus (rabbit) and wears a mask with rabbit ears.)

#gamble the queue #ockiss25 #oc kiss week #art #my art #digital art #doodles #original art #original characters #oc art #Maera Blanc (oc)#Ambrosia of Lepus (oc)#their relationship kind of lends itself to being messy but really whats the fun of shipping if its not at least a little fucked up right

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otaqueer · 4 months ago

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Post 3- Queer Girl Utena, part 2: Are they going to kiss or...?

WILL THEY WON’T THEY

I would like to start this post by confessing something: The first time I watched Revolutionary Girl Utena, I felt utterly queerbaited. The opening and the second ending were so clear about Utena and Anthy’s relationship, but the TV anime didn’t seem to agree so explicitly.

It didn’t help when the anime gave us moments like these

That being said, after watching the movie, I felt very differently. And then, after learning a bit more about society and yuri that does not occur in Yuri World, where every girl in school likes other girls, I did my first rewatch and everything changed.

It is less usual to see this in soujo, romance or anime in general but their personalities and story are not meant to build their love story, but it is built after the conclusion, after everything changes. The change is necessary for them to love each other.

If we are clearly seeing that they have the chemistry and strong feelings for each other, why are they the way they are and why does their relationship take so much time to flourish? (Ha! Flower joke.)

THE WITCH IN HER COFFIN

Above all, we must take into account that Anthy is a victim of abuse and that is what makes her being the way she is. She seems so passive, so submissive, as if she was not bothered by how bad the world was treating her or by his brother’s abuse. Utena and the viewer ask themselves the same question: Why doesn’t she say something? Why is she pushed to be the Rose Bride? Can she not just walk away? Why doesn’t she seem sad about it.

I will not deny that we get many hints that Anthy is not as passive as she seems behind the scenes (when you are being called a witch for so long, you learn to act like one), but it is also true that, when you are in a coffin it means you are dead, and therefore you cannot move. Sometimes you need to play dead to survive the situation, you need to convince yourself that there is nothing else for you in this world and make yourself be happy with it even if it’s killing you. You turn pain into your home.

The Rose Bride, meant to be used, how could she ever imagine any other situation for herself? Her? Dating Utena? Unthinkable. Not even worth pondering. Even the thought of Utena saving her is unthinkable, even less so when she is having sex with the one who is imprisoning and abusing her. It shows Utena’s weakness, she is a girl at the end of the day, and that is why Anthy does not conceive the possibility of putting herself into Utena’s care in a more serious manner. She cannot save her because she is a girl. A girl, as little free as her, will not save her. It is dangerous for Anthy to put herself in the care of another girl who cannot free her, or so she thinks.

Anthy is not willing to leave her coffin, and that is why she won’t be with Utena.

THE PRINCE IN HER COFFIN

Utena is not free either. She is subjected to the gender roles of what society sees her as and the roles of what she’d like to be, as I talked about in my previous post.

One could argue (Anthy definitely could) that her involvement with Anthy at first was simply an attempt to affirm her identity as prince. A prince who cares and saves princesses. A prince who loves princesses? Well, as I previously stated, no one told her she could be a prince and still kiss other princes, so we expect her to know that she could kiss the princess too? Her primary motive is to win the duels and defend Anthy, and that fills her motivations as prince. That was probably it for the beginning, and it is not hard to guess it very difficult to break, as she might have felt she would lose herself and what she stands for by changing that.

Also, have you noticed? She won’t call Anthy by her first name! There is no consistent theory about why is that, but I think it is related to her noble character: She is defending her, she is respecting her like no one else does. Although the name dynamic changes, not even at the end, I truly do think it is because of her nobility, it is part of her self-fulfilling prince relationship with Anthy, not because of how close or how far she feels about her.

I want to clarify that, although I’m saying that Anthy and Utena’s relationship is fulfilling for Utena’s role, I do not think Utena is using Anthy. But it is involuntary when a relationship with someone validates you, and difficult to leave it behind.

She also had to be greatly groomed by Akio for her to forget her prince, so forgetting her prince voluntarily so she could be with the princess she is defending is out of the question.

At the end of the series, when she is her strongest because she shows and accepts her weaknesses, is when she can truly give Anthy her all and allow herself to love her. Thus, causing the revolution.

UTENANTHY: MOVIE VERSION

The movie finally scratched what had been itching the whole series: They get to love each other! And kiss!!

While the movie is a reimagination of the story, I cannot think of it and the TV series separately. I think movie Anthy and movie Utena exist because of everything they went through in the TV series, in some cosmic way.

Akio is dead from the beginning, so the system is not as pressing, so they can love each other without any restriction.

Also, what happens in the movie is really anti Class-S stuff. In case you are not familiar with Class-S, it was the predecessor of shoujo and yuri. This genre explored the things girls would live, like sentimentalism and sexuality. These stories would almost always take place at schools, where girls could develop feelings for other girls and have relationships with them, but they would alwats part ways when they graduated, as those sapphic relationships were considered as practice for the men they would marry.

It was a really nice surprise that, in Utena’s TV anime and the movie, they are free to get together at the end, when they leave school. Well, in the anime it might be a little more complicated than that, since we don’t really know where Utena is, but Anthy is free now to go look for her and to want to be with her and escape her own chains so they can be together.

In the movie, they literally escape school and their chains to be together. They don’t belong there, they belong together in the real world, I cannot stress this enough. That felt like such a win.

So, taking into account everything that is going on in the TV series and how the movie takes it, I hereby declare Utenanthy canon from beginning to end.

CANON AT FIRST SIGHT

We cannot speak about queer love in Revolutionary Girl Utena without talking about Juri. She is in love with Shiori and she is her weakness, which allows the dueling system to push her to participate. Not really much to say about a painful sapphic love story of unrequited love, but it is nice to see a canon lesbian right when you are crying on the floor wondering why Utena and Anthy are not kissing. I really do wish we could see more about Juri and her backstory apart from Shiori to have a proper analysis about this queer character.

This was my second post about Utena, which is my favourite anime (including the movie, and the manga too, but it lacks queerness to be discussed here). I think I left a lot of topics untouched, since Utena has a lot of readings and it is hard to cover everything, so feel free to say if there is something you saw that I didn’t!

I will probably write about Utena again in the future as well.

Sources:

https://davedalessiowrites.wordpress.com/2019/09/02/character-analysis-utena-tenjou/

https://ohtori.nu/analysis/04_azusa_anthy_mirror.htm

It was revealed to me in a rewatch.

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idkhowtopickausername · 5 months ago

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YESSSS IM SO HAPPY YOU FINISHED BLACK SAILS!!!!!!!!

Omg I'd love to hear your thoughts on it, what did you think about the ending?? <- big question sorry, I just love your analysis so much aaaaaaa black sails is so good

Aaaahhhh I have so many thoughts it was so good!!! I am having a very hard time focusing on like school and stuff I need to do because it’s filling up my brain with thoughts. I would also love to hear your thoughts too! I also think my thoughts are limited to a certain degree by the fact that I watched it over a pretty long period of time and I haven’t had much time to reflect on it yet either so there’s probably lots of connections and things that I’m missing, plus I don’t remember at all what happens in Treasure Island so I’m probably missing some important contextualizing info that I should look up.

I feel like the last season was really powerful in how it dealt with some of the central themes of the show and it really brought them together in a way that felt nuanced and insightful, I thought the pirates’ alliance with the maroon community was so crucial and I really loved Flint and Madi’s friendship and their characters in the last season. I feel like it really sort of broke down the dichotomy of choosing between war/liberation and loyalty to people you love and it showed that that is a real genuine conflict and something that most of the characters struggle with in very real ways but I think it really transcends the idea that those things are mutually exclusive/a dichotomy and asserts that love and community can exist through mutual commitment to a shared opposition to the empire and that Silver was deluding himself by continuing to believe in that false binary so that he could justify his own final decision—not that the danger of losing loved ones or having to make sacrifices and difficult decisions is any less real, the show makes it clear how real it is, but that Flint and Madi’s revolutionary aspirations were born out of genuine love and hope (and necessity, especially in Madi’s case) on a collective level that Silver could have shared in if he had chosen to, and that his decision in the end was a form of betrayal and disloyalty in itself.

I also thought the way that lots of other characters went against some of their own values or their initial position and eventually sided with the empire in one form or another for their own individual motivations like with Eleanor, Billie, Jack and Max was really well done and the shifting of each of their goals in accordance with their status and priorities felt very realistic. The calculated-ness and effectiveness with which the empire would divide people or offer wealth, safety, and influence in exchange for changing loyalties and betraying one’s former values while also never guaranteeing safety for those already on the margins and being ready to break any promises that were no longer advantageous to it felt very realistic, and the way that the British and Spanish empires worked together to defend their colonial interests was a really chilling and important plot point too I thought.

Max’s storyline in particular really broke my heart because I think she had a more intimate understanding of what working to uphold the empire meant but she still makes the choice that she feels will bring her a greater chance of stability and safety after being denied it all her life even at the expense of others, and tries to set out boundaries about what lines she will and won’t cross so she can be as much at peace with herself as possible but the contradictions and precariousness of holding this position are always there.

I also really loved the monologues and the theme of how stories are crafted and people are vilified to fit the agenda of those in power…the idea that the empire needs people to believe that its reign is inevitable and unbeatable and to not imagine anything else is such an important theme and I love that it voiced that, I love stories that articulate that so much.

I also really loved how many female characters there were who had so many different complex relationships with colonial power and gender roles based on their race and class and sexuality and their personal outlooks and positions and priorities, it felt very rare to see that and I’d like to think more in depth about it because there was so much going on with it thematically.

The ending made me so emotional because it’s like Silver crafted a “happy” ending for Flint without giving him a choice, although what makes it most sad is that the show does clearly illustrate his mindset and how he comes to it and I think he does understand the weight of his decision. The idea of being institutionalized/imprisoned in a “humane” way as a way of getting rid of people who don’t conform to colonial society or actively oppose it is very significant I think in a story about people who have been abandoned or deeply hurt by colonial society trying to find a place for themselves, and treating Flint’s revolutionary mindset as a problem that needs fixing and that can be fixed by a relationship with one person feels like a hollow interpretation of his story that the show itself as criticizing, although I do think the draw of being able to have a loving relationship and be free of the pain and responsibility of warfare is real for Flint like it is for the other characters. I think there’s also an element in the final few episodes of the characters finding the comfort they can in the love and companionship they can salvage despite everything which is sweet and contributes to the complicated emotions but I think it’s very telling that this is not possible for Madi and Silver (at least not with each other).

#I feel like there are probably some things that I didn’t fully pick up on about the ending #I wonder if there are unreliable narrator theories or something because you only hear about/see Flint’s ending from Silver’s perspective #anyway I’m so curious about your thoughts too #thanks for the ask!#ask #black sails spoilers

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